your feed looks like my tumblr

Rain, starting

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

we can only engage in such a way

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

you have a beautiful account btw

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

but i respect your search

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

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

its good short few pages

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.

barren land

magnetisation/form

its good

its performative

or never left

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

...

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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.

i love it here

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

no i haven't really read anything

like magnets

lol

"Put a blanket."