"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
but really the thing should be autonomous
hiding from the rain
no longer writing in the third person
Better Lift
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.
you cannot feed someone truth
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
isaac newton
its good
you have a beautiful account btw
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
magnetises a pin
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl