division of reality is straying away from it

plato

what do you mean

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

its good short few pages

as in

idk

which magnetises chains of pins

you cannot feed someone truth

lol

isaac

yeah

whats your name?

Style

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

much more tactility

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

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

It Will Get Lighter

"Put a blanket."

was it worth it

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.

thank you

in a post. I want to be remembered

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then