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not so on: yvf(wthw)
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
brb i will read and reply sincerely
not their contents
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
its good short few pages
autonomy of learning
Can I see
i was tempted to lie about my name