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

hiding from the rain

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

It's

dusk

Today I felt like starting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Style

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

thank you

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

it is hopeful

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

Picture

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it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

no like which do people call me

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

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.