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.
wait what is that
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
i really havent
i dont understand magnetisation
its performative
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too specific.you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
and the fake qualifier
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
December 2025
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.is everyoneback on tumblr now
bro i read nothing in my life
I am below everything.
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it