its performative
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.and the fake qualifier
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
or never left
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
plato
is everyoneback on tumblr now
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
its good
I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
and the fake qualifier
bro i read nothing in my life
abrar?
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
yeah
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too specific.One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
like first name
what do you mean
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