Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
hiding from the rain
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
no longer writing in the third person
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
Today I felt like starting
idk
lol yea
it is hopeful
currently
or never left
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
lol
yeah
in a post. I want to be remembered
fw
send your tumblr
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
"Put a blanket."
as in
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all that is to say
you cannot feed someone truth
its performative