"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

its performative

is this you as well

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i love it here

magnetisation/form

send your tumblr

much more tactility

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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 i haven't really read anything