"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
it is hopeful
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.
"Put a blanket."
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
hiding from the rain
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
its performative
much more tactility
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
barren land
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
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.