which magnetises chains of pins

send your tumblr

i really havent

was it worth it

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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

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⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

bro i read nothing in my life

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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

December 2025

is everyoneback on tumblr now