it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Thank you, Jack

was it worth it

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?

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

2 (actually index). two is company


"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

i dont understand magnetisation

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

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

I am below everything.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

bro i read nothing in my life

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

as in

propensity within someone

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

not so on: yvf(wthw)

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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