"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
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.
currently
i see a website
no longer writing in the third person
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike