in a post. I want to be remembered

hiding from the rain

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

kind of mythopoesis

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

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.

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

idk

plato

propensity within someone

Better Lift

barren land

wait what is that

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."