Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

Style

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

sorry i am texting like a slav


It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

what do you mean

whats your name?

its good short few pages

no i haven't really read anything

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

we need to be deconstructing our identities

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

no like which do people call me

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.