something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

no longer writing in the third person

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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

I am below everything.

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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Picture

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Rain, starting

"Put a blanket."

i dont understand magnetisation

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

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

Better Lift

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

It Will Get Lighter

so at the end

the site i am dreaming

idk

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

have you read

whats your name?

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.

lol yea