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

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

2 (actually index). two is company

like magnets

lol yea

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

I Write Goodbye Letter

idk

Thank you, Jack


i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day. I created this site.