Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
"Put a blanket."
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
no longer writing in the third person
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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
i love it here
you cannot feed someone truth
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
i dont understand magnetisation
yeah