The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
propensity within someone
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
but i respect your search
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
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.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
i was tempted to lie about my name
as in
currently
its good
A roll of 50s is one of the items he dumps onto my table during the search. Of course it is. He asks if I'm a delivery boy or a setter or this or that diamond related job. I keep saying no, I'm enjoying hearing all of these new words. Eventually I tell him that I work in film, which is kind of true. He asks where I'm filming. I'm not filming. He tells me that I can't be that good at it then. He then tells me that he made a film once, in the 80s. It was called Pimlico Rats.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
or never left
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things