way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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.

as in

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

send your tumblr

It Will Get Lighter

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

i have read not even 1 book

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

2 (actually index). two is company

hello reader,

i really havent

magnetisation/form

much more tactility

or never left

...

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.