yes
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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.
idk
send your tumblr
propensity within someone
have you read
like first name
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
much more tactility
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet