i want to do that too

like first name

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

i really havent

i was tempted to lie about my name

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

not their contents

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

and the fake qualifier

barren land

magnetises a pin

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

"Put a blanket."

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.

really i want the internet

i love it here

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

whats your name?

i really havent

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