After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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.
Today I felt like starting
kind of mythopoesis
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
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."
bro i read nothing in my life