you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
it is hopeful
hiding from the rain
no longer writing in the third person
I am below everything.
currently
Better Lift
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
what do you think my name is
that looks like my instagram account
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
not their contents
its good short few pages
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
send your tumblr
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos