you cannot feed someone truth

13, H, grate

brb i will read and reply sincerely

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

Can I see

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

have you read

and the fake qualifier

propensity within someone

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i dont understand magnetisation

no i haven't really read anything