"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
sorry i am texting like a slav
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc."Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
brb i will read and reply sincerely
i see a website
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
"Put a blanket."
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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