no longer writing in the third person
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.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
really i want the internet
"Put a blanket."