things said

Why did you do that?

Well, it's quite simple. As I came to the ground, my lungs emitted some gas as my butt struck the floor. That gas passed through my lips which were convulsing into various shapes, changing the frequency of the sound, resulting in a squealing voice, not unlike that of a pig.


driving through a place, the distance of

pulp thing that keep on coming out

"snake"

move together and swift off to the other

watching people play instruments

screeching glass doors

"like the wave that washes out to the infinite"

bad recall

writing with a very thin pen on a small notebook with creamy paper and neat grey lines