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

no longer writing in the third person

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

yes

IWGD

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

in a post. I want to be remembered

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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.

wait what is that

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.