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.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.i love it here
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
your feed looks like my tumblr
its performative
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
not their contents
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
yeah
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
is everyoneback on tumblr now
brb i will read and reply sincerely
so the method has to be autonomous
much more tactility
i really havent
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
god being the centre magnet