i understand
December 2025
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
your feed looks like my tumblr
is everyoneback on tumblr now
was it worth it
so an active mazelike process
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
sorry i am texting like a slav
have you read
like first name
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"Put a blanket."
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 wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
autonomy of learning
is this you as well
yeah