Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

it is hopeful

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It Will Get Lighter

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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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Worse Lift

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

really i want the internet

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Thank you, Jack

yes

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

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

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

but i respect your search