"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
thank you
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.December 2025
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
I am below everything.
wait what is that
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
and the fake qualifier
as in
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
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.
lol
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?