The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Better Lift
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Thank you, Jack
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting