I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

no like which do people call me

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class


feel you

bro i read nothing in my life

i was tempted to lie about my name

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.

Slug

and the fake qualifier

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

propensity within someone

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos


barren land

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

its good

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

have you read

as in

this will be about a slug

is everyoneback on tumblr now

its good short few pages

yeah

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.

or never left

the site i am dreaming

no i haven't really read anything

idk