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.

yes

Can I see

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

its performative

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

abrar?

i want to do that too

or never left

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

yeah

lol yea

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

like first name

really i want the internet

lol

yeah

plato

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

much more tactility

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.

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46