There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Thank you, Jack

"Put a blanket."

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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.

hello reader,

But seriously, thank you, Jack