like first name

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

lol yea

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i have read not even 1 book