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.

...

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

so at the end

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

isaac

its good short few pages

plato

sorry i am texting like a slav

you have a beautiful account btw

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

i see a website

really i want the internet

we need to be deconstructing our identities

is everyoneback on tumblr now

have you read

magnetises a pin

thank you

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

idk

i understand