i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
isaac newton
no longer writing in the third person
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 am below everything.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
kind of mythopoesis
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
really i want the internet
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged