not their contents
you have a beautiful account btw
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
brb i will read and reply sincerely
I am below everything.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
so at the end
it is hopeful
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.
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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i really havent
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
and the fake qualifier
is this you as well
Better Lift
ahnaf abrar
its good short few pages
have you read
Thank you, Jack
Lift Analysis
no longer writing in the third person
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.