After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

i love it here

was it worth it

you cannot feed someone truth

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

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

I am below everything.

in a post. I want to be remembered

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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It Will Get Lighter

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

isaac

your feed looks like my tumblr

no like which do people call me

i have read not even 1 book

idk