wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
December 2025
i really havent
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
abrar?
send link
idk
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
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out....
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
i understand
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
like first name
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?
feel you
i was tempted to lie about my name
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god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
we need to be deconstructing our identities
yeah
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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.
in a post. I want to be remembered
and the fake qualifier
i have read not even 1 book
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46