no longer writing in the third person

feel you

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful


Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

Thank you, Jack

It Will Get Lighter

i was tempted to lie about my name

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

yes

that looks like my instagram account

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

your feed looks like my tumblr

i really havent

sorry i am texting like a slav

its good short few pages

so at the end

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

i love it here

isaac

what do you think my name is

and the fake qualifier

I am below everything.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50