Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.

you have a beautiful account btw


It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

"Put a blanket."

in a post. I want to be remembered


Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

Today I felt like starting

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.



Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

no longer writing in the third person


Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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bro i read nothing in my life

its good

and the fake qualifier

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i love it here

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i really havent