so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

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.

or never left

i want to do that too

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

isaac newton

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i really havent

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

magnetises a pin

you cannot feed someone truth

ahnaf abrar

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59