"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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It Will Get Lighter

"Put a blanket."

Worse Lift

was it worth it

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

I am below everything.

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Rain, starting

13, H, grate

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?

and the fake qualifier

division of reality is straying away from it

Slug