I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

but i respect your search

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

not their contents

it is hopeful

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

It Will Get Lighter

no longer writing in the third person

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

no i haven't really read anything

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

It Will Get Lighter

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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your feed looks like my tumblr

its performative

Today I felt like starting

lol yea

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Worse Lift