that looks like my instagram account

magnetises a pin

sorry i am texting like a slav

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

It's

dusk

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

like magnets

lol yea

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

hiding from the rain

I am below everything.

ion

its good

its good short few pages

whats your name?

i love it here

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

Better Lift

Rain, starting

no i haven't really read anything

its good

Picture

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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