hiding from the rain
in a post. I want to be remembered
sorry i am texting like a slav
the site i am dreaming
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
your feed looks like my tumblr
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Lift Analysis
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
ahnaf abrar
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
or never left
plato
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
like magnets
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
Thank you, Jack
i see a website
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.bro i read nothing in my life
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.