I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
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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Today I felt like starting
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
no longer writing in the third person
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13