you have a beautiful account btw

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03


Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Rain, starting


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

like first name

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

idk

feel you

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

so an active mazelike process

yeah

which magnetises chains of pins

"Put a blanket."

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

is everyoneback on tumblr now

plato

fw

not so on: yvf(wthw)

like magnets

its good short few pages

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.

It Will Get Lighter