We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
what do you think my name is
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
no like which do people call me
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
i dont understand magnetisation
no longer writing in the third person
magnetisation/form
yeah
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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