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.
hiding from the rain
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
you cannot feed someone truth
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Today I felt like starting
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
is this you as well
no i haven't really read anything
isaac
its good
i have read not even 1 book
plato