I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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It Will Get Lighter

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.

13, H, grate

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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.

isaac newton

barren land

or never left

much more tactility

in a post. I want to be remembered

its performative

autonomy of learning

your feed looks like my tumblr

yeah

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

so an active mazelike process

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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

send link

not their contents

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

fw