Slug

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

...

Thank you, Jack

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

It Will Get Lighter

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

I Write Goodbye Letter

the site i am dreaming

bro i read nothing in my life

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

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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.