"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

ion

magnetisation/form

idk

"Put a blanket."

its good

plato

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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.

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

god being the centre magnet

whats your name?

isaac newton

Worse Lift

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

no i haven't really read anything

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.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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its good short few pages

sorry i am texting like a slav