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.

"Put a blanket."

I am below everything.

December 2025

idk

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

wait what is that

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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

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Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

and the fake qualifier

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

your feed looks like my tumblr

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

so at the end