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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.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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.

Rain, starting

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

I am below everything.

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