no i haven't really read anything
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
I am below everything.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
lol
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
like first name
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
i really havent
division of reality is straying away from it
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
in a post. I want to be remembered
not their contents