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.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Better Lift
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.lol
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
send your tumblr
much more tactility
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
yeah
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
what do you think my name is
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
no i haven't really read anything
whats your name?
thank you