After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

was it worth it


Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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.

It Will Get Lighter

Today I felt like starting

Better Lift

kind of mythopoesis

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

what do you think my name is

yeah

i have read not even 1 book

and the fake qualifier

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

so an active mazelike process


"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

so at the end

bro i read nothing in my life