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

really i want the internet

IWGD

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Can I see

Rain, starting


i am quite illiterate on producing technology

you have a beautiful account btw

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Worse Lift

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.


i see a website