you cannot feed someone truth
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
no longer writing in the third person
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Better Lift
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.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
currently
kind of mythopoesis
I am below everything.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
so at the end
is everyoneback on tumblr now
hello reader,