She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Lift Analysis
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
you cannot feed someone truth
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
lol
isaac newton
is everyoneback on tumblr now
sorry i am texting like a slav
i understand
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
yeah
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
barren land
ion
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
as in
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
its performative
magnetisation/form
so at the end