okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

i love it here


We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

i was tempted to lie about my name

is everyoneback on tumblr now

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

2 (actually index). two is company

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

send your tumblr

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

its good

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Lift Analysis


or never left