Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
really i want the internet
it is hopeful
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
no like which do people call me
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
send your tumblr
no i haven't really read anything
its good
its good short few pages
hiding from the rain
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
bro i read nothing in my life
you have a beautiful account btw
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."