the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

no longer writing in the third person

so an active mazelike process

is everyoneback on tumblr now

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

sorry i am texting like a slav

what do you mean

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

send your tumblr

that looks like my instagram account

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

plato

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

lol

bro i read nothing in my life

in a post. I want to be remembered

Rain, starting

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?

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

its good

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."