The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

propensity within someone

the site i am dreaming

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Better Lift

we can only engage in such a way

or never left

its good

was it worth it

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

i was tempted to lie about my name

yeah

ion

wait what is that

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

what do you mean

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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.