you know who you are. no more time, not like

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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.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

Style

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

in a post. I want to be remembered

Picture

sorry i am texting like a slav

i really havent

division of reality is straying away from it

lol yea

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

whats your name?

like magnets

isaac