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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

It Will Get Lighter


in a post. I want to be remembered

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

like first name

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

was it worth it

and the fake qualifier

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.


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.

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

1

division of reality is straying away from it

yeah

whats your name?