so at the end

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

god being the centre magnet

its performative

like first name

ion

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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Style

i love it here

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

"Put a blanket."

the site i am dreaming

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