its good short few pages
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
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 love it here
not so on: yvf(wthw)
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
December 2025