it is hopeful

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

13, H, grate

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

It Will Get Lighter

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.