bro i read nothing in my life

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

I am below everything.

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

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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.

"Put a blanket."

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

send link

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

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

It Will Get Lighter

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.

Worse Lift

It Will Get Lighter

god being the centre magnet

i want to do that too

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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