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.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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

i want to do that too

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

we need to be deconstructing our identities

autonomy of learning

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

sorry i am texting like a slav

plato

ion

yeah

its good

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i dont understand magnetisation

plato

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.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

whats your name?