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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
it is hopeful
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
like first name
magnetises a pin
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
thank you
i really havent
"Put a blanket."
and the fake qualifier
sorry i am texting like a slav