"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
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I am below everything.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i see a website
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.