I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
but i respect your search
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really i want the internet
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
bro i read nothing in my life
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
wait what is that
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
was it worth it
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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46