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
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.
"Put a blanket."
Can I see
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Lift Analysis
no like which do people call me
I am below everything.
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
no longer writing in the third person
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.
its good short few pages
propensity within someone
no i haven't really read anything
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
its performative
feel you
have you read
yes
what do you mean
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
plato
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
magnetisation/form
you cannot feed someone truth
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
hiding from the rain
the site i am dreaming