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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

i want to do that too

your feed looks like my tumblr

no like which do people call me

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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

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the site i am dreaming

hiding from the rain

we need to be deconstructing our identities

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

i really havent