"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
I am below everything.
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.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
was it worth it
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then