Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

but i respect your search

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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

Worse Lift

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

its performative

barren land

plato

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.