a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Can I see
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
kind of mythopoesis
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
i really havent
no like which do people call me