There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
hiding from the rain
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
"Put a blanket."
Better Lift
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
in a post. I want to be remembered
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet