in a post. I want to be remembered

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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

I am below everything.

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

Better Lift

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

so an active mazelike process

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf