so the method has to be autonomous

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

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

your feed looks like my tumblr

Better Lift



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.

god being the centre magnet


nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i love it here

we need to be deconstructing our identities

what do you think my name is

or never left

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.