"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
"Put a blanket."
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Better Lift
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
or never left
whats your name?
isaac
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
its good
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
all that is to say
your feed looks like my tumblr
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
plato
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.