it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

i see a website

Better Lift

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

Can I see

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

i understand

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

we can only engage in such a way

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

your feed looks like my tumblr

much more tactility

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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