all that is to say

i want to do that too

send your tumblr

Can I see

ion

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i was tempted to lie about my name

your feed looks like my tumblr

you cannot feed someone truth

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

that looks like my instagram account

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

is this you as well

or never left

so an active mazelike process

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression