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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
autonomy of learning
propensity within someone
and the fake qualifier
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
abrar?
feel you
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
as in
send your tumblr
idk
plato
fw
the site i am dreaming
we need to be deconstructing our identities
was it worth it
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
so the method has to be autonomous
its performative
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
ahnaf abrar
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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
bro i read nothing in my life
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
or never left