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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

i have read not even 1 book

send your tumblr

no i haven't really read anything

lol


isaac

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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.

hiding from the rain

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

god being the centre magnet

division of reality is straying away from it

Today I felt like starting

in a post. I want to be remembered

no longer writing in the third person

idk

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

i love it here

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

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

like magnets

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

ion

i understand