no longer writing in the third person
currently
...
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.
i really havent
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
hiding from the rain
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
"Put a blanket."
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
the site i am dreaming
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
is everyoneback on tumblr now
you cannot feed someone truth
god being the centre magnet
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i see a website
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?