to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

abrar?


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.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Better Lift

Today I felt like starting

it is hopeful

Lift Analysis

i have read not even 1 book

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

so at the end

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

its good short few pages

Lift Analysis

what do you mean

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.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

god being the centre magnet

fw

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

its good

your feed looks like my tumblr