and the fake qualifier

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

much more tactility

idk

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore 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

i understand

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.

isaac

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currently

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

yeah

bro i read nothing in my life

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

fw

Pimlico Rats

lol yea

Rain, starting

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

i want to do that too

not their contents

is everyoneback on tumblr now

13, H, grate