Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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."

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

It Will Get Lighter

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

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

kind of mythopoesis

as in

magnetisation/form

its performative

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

but i respect your search

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.



like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

we can only engage in such a way

i was tempted to lie about my name

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

December 2025

currently

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

It Will Get Lighter

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

send link

we need to be deconstructing our identities

its good short few pages

no i haven't really read anything

...

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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.