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.
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
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.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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?
Better Lift
and the fake qualifier
like magnets
i really havent
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
abrar?
plato
i understand
ion
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.plato
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
magnetises a pin
i love it here
i was tempted to lie about my name
i want to do that too
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.