"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Put a blanket."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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

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

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

but i respect your search

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

hiding from the rain

IWGD

Slug

...

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Thank you, Jack

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

the site i am dreaming

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

yeah

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

autonomy of learning