Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.i see a website
much more tactility
it is hopeful
"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.
your feed looks like my tumblr
i have read not even 1 book
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
send your tumblr
hiding from the rain
its good short few pages
i love it here
i really havent
so the method has to be autonomous
but i respect your search
and the fake qualifier
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
that looks like my instagram account
wait what is that
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.
isaac newton