lol yea
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
whats your name?
its good short few pages
the site i am dreaming
which magnetises chains of pins
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
i dont understand magnetisation
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.
magnetisation/form
god being the centre magnet
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.
that looks like my instagram account
i have read not even 1 book
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
its good