i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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.

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

is this you as well

which magnetises chains of pins

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason


its good

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

currently

ahnaf abrar

not so on: yvf(wthw)