One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Rain, starting

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

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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

Lift Analysis

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

i dont understand magnetisation

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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

magnetises a pin

whats your name?

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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

fw

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak