I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
was it worth it
and the fake qualifier
December 2025
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
we can only engage in such a way
lol yea
send your tumblr
idk
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.
i understand
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