idk

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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not so on: yvf(wthw)

lol

I Write Goodbye Letter

much more tactility

not their contents

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

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

send your tumblr

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

barren land

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

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

plato

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression