wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

not their contents

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

that looks like my instagram account

isaac

god being the centre magnet

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

bro i read nothing in my life

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

send your tumblr

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

its good

i was tempted to lie about my name

i have read not even 1 book

isaac newton

your feed looks like my tumblr

Slug

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

bro i read nothing in my life

i really havent