like first name

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

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.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

as in

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

send your tumblr

plato

but really the thing should be autonomous

i want to do that too

not their contents

much more tactility

thank you

idk

It's

dusk