with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Rain, starting

IWGD

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

13, H, grate

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

no longer writing in the third person

currently

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Style

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

bro i read nothing in my life

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

...

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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

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i really havent