The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
bro i read nothing in my life
have you read
i understand
feel you
its good
...
yeah
what do you mean
is this you as well
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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Better Lift
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
no like which do people call me
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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?
like first name
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.