nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

is everyoneback on tumblr now

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

...

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.


autonomy of learning

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.


Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

its performative


FOUNDING DOCUMENT

we can only engage in such a way

Lift Analysis

not their contents

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

yeah

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

ion