She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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?

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I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

It Will Get Lighter

so at the end

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

or never left

god being the centre magnet

was it worth it

Thank you, Jack

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

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2 (actually index). two is company

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

Slug

its good

its good short few pages

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

it is hopeful