It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

i really havent

i dont understand magnetisation

division of reality is straying away from it

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. 

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i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

and the fake qualifier

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?

its good

its good short few pages

no i haven't really read anything

its good

Worse Lift

ion

isaac

what do you mean

isaac newton

it is hopeful

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

magnetises a pin

like magnets

propensity within someone