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 Will Get Lighter
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing
with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
i was tempted to lie about my name
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its
qualities
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
god being the centre magnet
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with
it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
division of reality is straying away from it
