And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Thank you, Jack

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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

and the fake qualifier

wait what is that

was it worth it

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.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

i see a website

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

kind of mythopoesis

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