isaac

IWGD

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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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.


There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

It Will Get Lighter

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

13, H, grate

magnetises a pin

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

i have read not even 1 book

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