"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

brb i will read and reply sincerely

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

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

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

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

i want to do that too

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i have read not even 1 book

the site i am dreaming

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

It's

dusk

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Rain, starting

abrar?

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

wait what is that

was it worth it

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book