currently
was it worth it
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
hello reader,
send link
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
the site i am dreaming
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
wait what is that
and the fake qualifier