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.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.so an active mazelike process
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
but really the thing should be autonomous
Lift Analysis
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
you cannot feed someone truth
isaac
no like which do people call me
which magnetises chains of pins
its good short few pages
isaac newton
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
brb i will read and reply sincerely
i have read not even 1 book
have you read