I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.
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.
Thank you, Jack
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.
propensity within someone
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
wait what is that
is everyoneback on tumblr now
bro i read nothing in my life
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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Can I see
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
lol yea