i love it here
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
send your tumblr
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
so the method has to be autonomous
as in
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
division of reality is straying away from it
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
you cannot feed someone truth
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
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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?
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books