They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

it is hopeful

in a post. I want to be remembered
"Put a blanket."

13, H, grate

Can I see

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

but really the thing should be autonomous

or never left

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

idk