There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out."Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
yes
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
not their contents
hello reader,
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
wait what is that
I am below everything.
Better Lift
i really havent
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
its good short few pages
i understand
abrar?
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
yeah