a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.


Better Lift

IWGD

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

its good

what do you mean

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

sorry i am texting like a slav

Style

its good short few pages

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.

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.

send your tumblr

lol

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i love it here

ion

currently

is everyoneback on tumblr now

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

lol yea

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.