you have a beautiful account btw
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.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i love it here
like first name
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kind of mythopoesis
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
in a post. I want to be remembered
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
much more tactility