She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

i dont understand magnetisation

whats your name?

sorry i am texting like a slav

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

December 2025

thank you

which magnetises chains of pins