They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

so the method has to be autonomous

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

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

fw

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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

barren land

magnetisation/form

kind of mythopoesis

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.

"Put a blanket."

Picture

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

is everyoneback on tumblr now

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

you cannot feed someone truth

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24