something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
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in a post. I want to be remembered
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
no i haven't really read anything
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
barren land
the site i am dreaming
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
whats your name?
December 2025
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
no longer writing in the third person
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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