It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.i want to do that too
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
its good
bro i read nothing in my life
and the fake qualifier
fw
feel you
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
yeah
was it worth it
...
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
bro i read nothing in my life
i understand
i dont understand magnetisation
god being the centre magnet
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
its good
so at the end
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.
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.
its good short few pages