FOUNDING DOCUMENT

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

hiding from the rain

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.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

and the fake qualifier

...

I Write Goodbye Letter

It's

dusk

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.

i really havent

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send link

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

as in

like first name

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

was it worth it

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

no longer writing in the third person