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.

December 2025


nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

and the fake qualifier

this will be about a slug
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Slug

I Write Goodbye Letter

the site i am dreaming

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

plato

i love it here

...

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

fw

abrar?

i really havent

is everyoneback on tumblr now

wait what is that

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

like first name

like magnets

much more tactility

its good

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

idk