lol

its good

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

which magnetises chains of pins

thank you

isaac

have you read

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.

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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

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Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

hello reader,

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Thank you, Jack

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.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

your feed looks like my tumblr