One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
isaac
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
in a post. I want to be remembered
ion
what do you mean
i love it here
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.its good
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
idk
fw
feel you
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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.
your feed looks like my tumblr
division of reality is straying away from it
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
i was tempted to lie about my name