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

sorry i am texting like a slav

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

no longer writing in the third person

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

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there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

It Will Get Lighter

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