But seriously, thank you, Jack
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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.
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
plato
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
have you read
yeah
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.or never left
so an active mazelike process
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.