Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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 is hopeful
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
what do you mean
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
isaac
lol
is everyoneback on tumblr now
no i haven't really read anything
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
thank you
i understand
magnetises a pin
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
isaac newton
like magnets
ion
currently
you cannot feed someone truth
its good
as in