something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Today I felt like starting
no longer writing in the third person
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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41