Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Style

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, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

IWGD

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Better Lift

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

in a post. I want to be remembered

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

it is hopeful

Rain, starting

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Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

It Will Get Lighter

currently

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.

Worse Lift

yes