have you read

Thank you, Jack

2 (actually index). two is company

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

i really havent

send link

wait what is that

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.

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

bro i read nothing in my life

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

magnetisation/form

Better Lift

abrar?

not so on: yvf(wthw)

as in

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

is this you as well

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

sorry i am texting like a slav