We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
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.
in a post. I want to be remembered
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Today I felt like starting
so the method has to be autonomous
plato
it is hopeful