Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
Lift Analysis
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
and the fake qualifier
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
but really the thing should be autonomous
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.