Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
yes
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.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.in a post. I want to be remembered
"Put a blanket."
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
its good
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
its good short few pages
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
autonomy of learning
as in
plato
whats your name?