god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
its good short few pages
was it worth it
abrar?
what do you think my name is
i was tempted to lie about my name
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
December 2025
it is hopeful
no longer writing in the third person
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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?
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
brb i will read and reply sincerely
But seriously, thank you, Jack
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
is this you as well
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."