We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
Thank you, Jack
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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.
"Put a blanket."
idk
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
you cannot feed someone truth
in a post. I want to be remembered
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
its good short few pages