"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
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a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
much more tactility
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
division of reality is straying away from it
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
we can only engage in such a way
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.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
currently
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
so at the end
But seriously, thank you, Jack
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.