I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

god being the centre magnet

idk

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

sorry i am texting like a slav

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

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

magnetisation/form

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

no like which do people call me

you cannot feed someone truth

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

plato