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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

really i want the internet

bro i read nothing in my life

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

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

Style

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

was it worth it

send link

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

the site i am dreaming

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Thank you, Jack

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.