this will be about a slug

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. 

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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

its performative

magnetisation/form

you cannot feed someone truth

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

division of reality is straying away from it

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

not their contents

Today I felt like starting

we can only engage in such a way

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

send your tumblr

is everyoneback on tumblr now

lol

which magnetises chains of pins