plato

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.

it is hopeful

no longer writing in the third person

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Better Lift

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

god being the centre magnet

i really havent

no i haven't really read anything

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

have you read

"Put a blanket."

as in

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

i dont understand magnetisation

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

we can only engage in such a way