its performative
plato
After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.
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god being the centre magnet
i have read not even 1 book
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
...
was it worth it
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
it is hopeful
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
its good
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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"Put a blanket."
have you read
no i haven't really read anything
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i want to do that too
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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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isaac
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
currently
wait what is that
fw
like magnets