that looks like my instagram account
whats your name?
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
what do you think my name is
wait what is that
December 2025
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
much more tactility
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.hello reader,
not their contents
Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.
send link
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
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was it worth it
I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
Better Lift
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ahnaf abrar
isaac newton
abrar?
Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.
and the fake qualifier
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos