and the fake qualifier

and the fake qualifier

we can only engage in such a way

was it worth it

no i haven't really read anything

ahnaf abrar

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

no like which do people call me

but i respect your search

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

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?

i have read not even 1 book

wait what is that

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

i see a website

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

isaac newton

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

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

god being the centre magnet

bro i read nothing in my life

its good

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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