They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

kind of mythopoesis

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

Better Lift

bro i read nothing in my life

yeah

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

whats your name?

all that is to say

magnetises a pin

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

thank you