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.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

brb i will read and reply sincerely

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

Rain, starting

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you cannot feed someone truth

13, H, grate

all that is to say

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

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

so the method has to be autonomous

magnetises a pin

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

sorry i am texting like a slav

I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.

i really havent

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

lol

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

what do you think my name is

we can only engage in such a way

I am below everything.

is this you as well

god being the centre magnet

isaac

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf