Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
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.
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i really havent
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i want to do that too
and the fake qualifier
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i really havent
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
bro i read nothing in my life
ahnaf abrar
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
its performative
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.
but really the thing should be autonomous
was it worth it
I am below everything.