Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
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.
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.
currently
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
like magnets
all that is to say
i love it here
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos