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.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
really i want the internet
fw
abrar?
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.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
not their contents
your feed looks like my tumblr
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
lol yea
sorry i am texting like a slav
its good short few pages
brb i will read and reply sincerely
barren land
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
you cannot feed someone truth
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
...
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03