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

barren land

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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.

division of reality is straying away from it

plato

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

bro i read nothing in my life

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

its good short few pages

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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was it worth it

all that is to say

"Put a blanket."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i really havent

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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?

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

the site i am dreaming

we need to be deconstructing our identities

It Will Get Lighter