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

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?

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

fw

idk

but i respect your search

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

not their contents

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

1

division of reality is straying away from it

barren land

yeah

so at the end

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

is everyoneback on tumblr now

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

bro i read nothing in my life