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.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
"Put a blanket."
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Lift Analysis
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
hiding from the rain
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
brb i will read and reply sincerely
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too specific.