Today I felt like starting
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
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.
what do you mean
i dont understand magnetisation
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
ion
its performative
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
send link
was it worth it
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i really havent
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
and the fake qualifier