I am below everything.

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

"Put a blanket."

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

is everyoneback on tumblr now

plato

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

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

idk

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

Thank you, Jack

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.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

its good short few pages

i understand

all that is to say

no i haven't really read anything

its good

currently

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

its good

much more tactility

we can only engage in such a way

god being the centre magnet