i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
your feed looks like my tumblr
hiding from the rain
all that is to say
which magnetises chains of pins
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
no longer writing in the third person
the site i am dreaming
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
isaac
lol yea
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
plato
i really havent
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
yeah
i was tempted to lie about my name
its performative
so the method has to be autonomous
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.