there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

It Will Get Lighter

and the fake qualifier

13, H, grate

really i want the internet

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

"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.

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

"Put a blanket."

sorry i am texting like a slav

have you read

isaac newton

its good

i dont understand magnetisation

magnetises a pin

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i understand

plato

all that is to say