"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"Put a blanket."
Lift Analysis
Thank you, Jack
in a post. I want to be remembered
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
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.
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
its good
so at the end
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
much more tactility
i have read not even 1 book
your feed looks like my tumblr
ahnaf abrar
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
and the fake qualifier
was it worth it