a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

no longer writing in the third person

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Rain, starting

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Style

I am below everything.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Worse Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Better Lift