The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"Put a blanket."
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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Can I see
hiding from the rain
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
its performative
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
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.
propensity within someone
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i really havent
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
magnetisation/form
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls