Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
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.
no longer writing in the third person
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
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.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
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I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.i love it here
is everyoneback on tumblr now
it is hopeful
in a post. I want to be remembered
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
or never left
have you read