It Will Get Lighter

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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 Will Get Lighter

in a post. I want to be remembered

It Will Get Lighter

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Style

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

as in

currently

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

"Put a blanket."

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

autonomy of learning

was it worth it

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

we can only engage in such a way

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

you cannot feed someone truth

Worse Lift

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

yes

much more tactility