wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
brb i will read and reply sincerely
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.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Lift Analysis
i see a website
kind of mythopoesis
that looks like my instagram account