so at the end

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

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.

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

magnetises a pin

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

send link

i want to do that too

was it worth it

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

IWGD

isaac

that looks like my instagram account

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

abrar?

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

yeah

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

feel you

as in

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch