One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
autonomy of learning
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.currently
Today I felt like starting
no i haven't really read anything
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
it is hopeful
kind of mythopoesis
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.