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.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
its good
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.i really havent
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
bro i read nothing in my life
Thank you, Jack
"Put a blanket."
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos