I am below everything.
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
not so on: yvf(wthw)
your feed looks like my tumblr
bro i read nothing in my life
wait what is that
i understand