I am below everything.

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

i see a website

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

13, H, grate

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

It Will Get Lighter

but really the thing should be autonomous

hiding from the rain

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

really i want the internet

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

so at the end

we need to be deconstructing our identities

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

what do you mean

i want to do that too

I Write Goodbye Letter

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.