your feed looks like my tumblr

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

much more tactility

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

sorry i am texting like a slav

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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

so the method has to be autonomous

as in

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

no like which do people call me

idk

I am below everything.

i was tempted to lie about my name

yeah

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

is this you as well

i dont understand magnetisation