Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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.
i want to do that too
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
so at the end
so the method has to be autonomous
no like which do people call me
lol
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
division of reality is straying away from it
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
yeah
yeah
it is hopeful
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
that looks like my instagram account