no like which do people call me
idk
isaac newton
much more tactility
or never left
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
your feed looks like my tumblr
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
is this you as well
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
magnetisation/form
i was tempted to lie about my name
barren land
have you read
brb i will read and reply sincerely
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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.
yeah
magnetises a pin
like first name
I am below everything.