you have a beautiful account btw

It Will Get Lighter

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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Style

it is hopeful

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It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

that looks like my instagram account

in a post. I want to be remembered

13, H, grate

Better Lift

is everyoneback on tumblr now


idk

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