its good
"Put a blanket."
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
so the method has to be autonomous
what do you mean
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
and the fake qualifier
division of reality is straying away from it
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
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.
bro i read nothing in my life
i really havent
lol yea
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
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.
whats your name?
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them