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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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

It Will Get Lighter

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Rain, starting

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

and the fake qualifier

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Thank you, Jack

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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