god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

bro i read nothing in my life

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Worse Lift

not so on: yvf(wthw)


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.


Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

wait what is that

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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part of an old note. It will get lighter.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Style

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

and the fake qualifier