i am quite illiterate on producing technology

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Worse Lift

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.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

really i want the internet

you have a beautiful account btw

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

It's

dusk

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Rain, starting

Better Lift

but i respect your search

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

2 (actually index). two is company

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

I Write Goodbye Letter

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!