like first name

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

IWGD

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

"No, it'll get cold!" "Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

but really the thing should be autonomous

December 2025

wait what is that

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books