I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

It Will Get Lighter

in a post. I want to be remembered

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

no longer writing in the third person

Today I felt like starting

I am below everything.

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

but i respect your search

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

Picture

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?

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

"Put a blanket."

Better Lift