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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

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

plato

sorry i am texting like a slav

yeah

its good

lol

what do you mean

i have read not even 1 book

and the fake qualifier

i really havent

was it worth it

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Slug

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

division of reality is straying away from it

...

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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.