a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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.

Better Lift

its good short few pages

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

was it worth it

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

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

that looks like my instagram account

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

idk

yeah

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

your feed looks like my tumblr

plato