in a post. I want to be remembered

abrar?

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

really i want the internet

brb i will read and reply sincerely

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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

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.

Worse Lift

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

It Will Get Lighter

you cannot feed someone truth

"Put a blanket."

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

propensity within someone

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

and the fake qualifier

whats your name?

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?

isaac

lol

god being the centre magnet

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

like first name

i have read not even 1 book