"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
currently
no longer writing in the third person
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
I am below everything.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
yeah
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
whats your name?
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
as in
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i see a website
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
no i haven't really read anything