"Put a blanket."
bro i read nothing in my life
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Can I see
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
no i haven't really read anything
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
I am below everything.
its good short few pages
is everyoneback on tumblr now
send your tumblr
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
plato
isaac