I am below everything.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
its good short few pages
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
propensity within someone
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
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
It's
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
no longer writing in the third person
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.