Today I felt like starting

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

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class



way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
part of an old note. It will get lighter.

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

send link

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all that is to say

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

your feed looks like my tumblr

hello reader,

have you read

Thank you, Jack

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