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.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
i really havent
or never left
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
we need to be deconstructing our identities
you cannot feed someone truth
like first name