have you read

so at the end

but really the thing should be autonomous

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

It's dusk in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox. It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache. I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Better Lift

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

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is this you as well

sorry i am texting like a slav

isaac

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

or never left

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.

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