thank you

what do you mean

It Will Get Lighter

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

its good

its good short few pages

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

as in

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

feel you

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.

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

the site i am dreaming

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

no longer writing in the third person

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."