we need to be deconstructing our identities

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

wait what is that

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

bro i read nothing in my life

2 (actually index). two is company

i want to do that too

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

send your tumblr

we can only engage in such a way

so at the end

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

It Will Get Lighter

send link

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

and the fake qualifier