it is hopeful

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

It Will Get Lighter

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

no longer writing in the third person

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Better Lift

i have read not even 1 book

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation