"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"Put a blanket."
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.
no longer writing in the third person
and the fake qualifier
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore 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
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
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