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.
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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
division of reality is straying away from it
is this you as well
propensity within someone
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no i haven't really read anything
but i respect your search
isaac
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
what do you mean
not their contents
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
have you read
whats your name?