your feed looks like my tumblr

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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

"Put a blanket."

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

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

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.


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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

much more tactility

bro i read nothing in my life

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

yes

i want to do that too

its good short few pages

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

IWGD

i dont understand magnetisation

so at the end

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

plato