hiding from the rain

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

you cannot feed someone truth

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

i have read not even 1 book

plato

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

that looks like my instagram account

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

have you read

yes

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

13, H, grate

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.

2 (actually index). two is company

what do you think my name is

whats your name?

or never left

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

the site i am dreaming

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

propensity within someone