to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

and the fake qualifier

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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I Write Goodbye Letter

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!


Rain, starting

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.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

i love it here

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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.



confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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?

2 (actually index). two is company

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

        13       |
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            H   |
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so an active mazelike process

ion


this will be about a slug

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