I am below everything.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
as in
its performative
autonomy of learning
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
we can only engage in such a way
i really havent
isaac newton
ahnaf abrar
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
bro i read nothing in my life
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
what do you mean
sorry i am texting like a slav
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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?
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
that looks like my instagram account
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
whats your name?