a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

so an active mazelike process

hiding from the rain

Better Lift

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

"Put a blanket."

is everyoneback on tumblr now

autonomy of learning

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

lol

yeah

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

idk

i have read not even 1 book

your feed looks like my tumblr

not their contents

IWGD

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

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

as in

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

so at the end

Style

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk