I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
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.Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
is everyoneback on tumblr now
Today I felt like starting
lol
send your tumblr
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i have read not even 1 book
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
whats your name?
your feed looks like my tumblr
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"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
god being the centre magnet
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
hiding from the rain