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.

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13, H, grate

Thank you, Jack

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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


currently

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
i love it here

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i have read not even 1 book

sorry i am texting like a slav

lol yea

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

It Will Get Lighter

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

god being the centre magnet

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

kind of mythopoesis

so the method has to be autonomous

ion

have you read

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