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.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
i really havent
bro i read nothing in my life
the site i am dreaming
and the fake qualifier
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
isaac newton
all that is to say
so the method has to be autonomous
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Thank you, Jack
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
yes
as in
you have a beautiful account btw