but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"Put a blanket."
so at the end
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
as in
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
isaac newton
idk
isaac
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
no longer writing in the third person
i want to do that too
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
hello reader,
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak