They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
no like which do people call me
what do you mean
so at the end
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
as in
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
sorry i am texting like a slav
was it worth it
much more tactility
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
I am below everything.
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls