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.

Rain, starting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Today I felt like starting

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

and the fake qualifier

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

bro i read nothing in my life

i love it here

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

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"Put a blanket."

isaac

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

It Will Get Lighter

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

was it worth it

so at the end

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