There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
I am below everything.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
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?
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
it is hopeful
no longer writing in the third person
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
i was tempted to lie about my name
sorry i am texting like a slav
god being the centre magnet
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
like first name
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
was it worth it
its good