Thank you, Jack

the site i am dreaming

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

was it worth it

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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

which magnetises chains of pins

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

bro i read nothing in my life

abrar?

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.