Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.

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

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

...

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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

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

I Write Goodbye Letter

hello reader,

2 (actually index). two is company

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

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

it is hopeful