Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
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I am below everything.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Today I felt like starting
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Better Lift
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
no i haven't really read anything
i really havent
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
its good
sorry i am texting like a slav
isaac
and the fake qualifier