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

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

you have a beautiful account btw

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

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Picture



and the fake qualifier

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

no longer writing in the third person


thank you

I am below everything.

i have read not even 1 book

yeah

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf


"Put a blanket."

lol

Lift Analysis

is this you as well

...

you cannot feed someone truth

this will be about a slug
and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

what do you think my name is

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59