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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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

It Will Get Lighter

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

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

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

isaac

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

you cannot feed someone truth

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

as in

autonomy of learning

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

so the method has to be autonomous

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

propensity within someone

division of reality is straying away from it