bro i read nothing in my life
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.
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?
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isaac newton
ahnaf abrar
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
that looks like my instagram account
but really the thing should be autonomous
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
yeah
sorry i am texting like a slav
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i want to do that too
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
idk
...
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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