Can I see

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

Thank you, Jack

we need to be deconstructing our identities

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

...

feel you

like first name

yeah

ion

like magnets

thank you

no like which do people call me

was it worth it

sorry i am texting like a slav

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

its good short few pages

i was tempted to lie about my name

its good

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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.

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.

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

I am below everything.

you have a beautiful account btw

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

bro i read nothing in my life

its performative

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