I Write Goodbye Letter

I am below everything.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

in a post. I want to be remembered

abrar?

Worse Lift

i love it here

it is hopeful

isaac newton

is everyoneback on tumblr now

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

what do you mean

ion

no i haven't really read anything

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

sorry i am texting like a slav

plato

yeah

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate