Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

plato

I Write Goodbye Letter

barren land

ahnaf abrar

that looks like my instagram account

like first name

2 (actually index). two is company

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

was it worth it

IWGD

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

or never left

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

December 2025

currently

and the fake qualifier

yeah

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

It Will Get Lighter

we need to be deconstructing our identities

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

wait what is that

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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