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.
no longer writing in the third person
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Today I felt like starting
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59