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.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

It Will Get Lighter

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

send link

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

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

which magnetises chains of pins

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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send your tumblr

no i haven't really read anything

your feed looks like my tumblr

Rain, starting

plato

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i want to do that too

the site i am dreaming

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

idk

bro i read nothing in my life