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
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
we need to be deconstructing our identities
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
wait what is that
isaac newton
its good short few pages
was it worth it
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
is everyoneback on tumblr now
whats your name?
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
bro i read nothing in my life
yeah
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As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
lol
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.