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the idea of using tumblr as a twitter alternative is incomprehensible. it's like if your local walmart closed down and you started doing all your grocery shopping at the cursed antique store from needful things

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opening tumblr is like stepping into the woods at night and listening to the chaotic screams of wandering spirits

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I was purchasing new books from a massive library in my dream today, don't even know if those two books really exist.

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Morning Sea at Bikuni in Shiribeshi, 川瀬 巴水 Kawase Hasui, 1932

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*me manifesting that my drafts would write them selfs*

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THE WINDOW WITH NO FRAME

Friday evenings are exhausting , sayali thought. The strong smell of coffee gushing , as she wanted to lay back she saw Mrs.Howard gazing through the window.

"What could she be probably wondering right now ?" , sayali perplexed unconsciously feels the tongue burn having the very first sip of her coffee. Disappointed, places her mug next to the jade plant that her mother gifted on her 16th Birthday.

Her eyes were stuck over this woman. It bothered sayali colossally because Mrs.Howard's sadness seemed to flow translucently right into sayali.

"Hey! Mrs.Howard , you might wanna save your clothes hanging to dry , it might rain anytime." - She said little hesitatingly.

Mrs.Howard's pupils didn't move at all. Sayali cried once again - "Mrs.Howard are you there?"

The distance between the two balconies seemed shortened than ever before.

"Hey honey? Who you talking-

Cmon in it's a different kind of whether , aren't you hungry already?"

Sayali's mother spurred out while she carassed her back of the head

"Yes , right i was just reminding mrs. Howard about the hanging clothes right there" as Sayali pointed with her rather small built puffy fingers.

Sayali's mother seemed disoriented as she tried to insist sayali to follow her downstairs. Sayali marched herself down sensing a comfortable atmosphere around the two yellow budgies chirping happily in their cage.

"Mom? What was that?"

"If you care to tell me instead?"

"Why were you so awkward around Mrs.Howard , anyway I already had my coffee i don't wish to eat anything"

"Sayali? What has run into you? There's no woman called mrs.Howard living there"

Sayali rolled her eyes and spoke the most terrifying words than the previous -

"You gotta be kidding me ! Stop acting like she is a taboo or what"

"Stop reading those strange fiction novels , you are losing your mind plus watch your tongue young lady and eat your snack"

Sayali took the portion to her room stamping her feets like a road roller, Grabbed her pen and started writing her anger out , while she was onto it she peered through the window one last time.

The most highest tree of the block wavef from left to right

And she then smiled at the orange sky

She saw mrs Howard standing around half done railing of the house's terrace.

Sayali Frozen for a while then approaches at the balcony.

It took her minutes to decode what was the intention of the lady but those second passing were as if hours went by

Sayali looked the other way and heard a tear in someone's garb.

She instantly fixed her gaze back and saw a piece hanging from the edge of the iron rod extending from the railing

Horrified she certainly wanted to turn blind in that moment

Mrs.Howard's eye wide open looking from the very bottom of the ground scarring sayali's conscious.

Half alive or half dead mrs. Howard trained sayali to scream at the top of her voice.

By the time her mother reached

She urged sayali to explain what is it

All sayali could afford was to point at the direction with her eyeslids tightly glued like a bookend.

Her mother shook her and asked once again

"What is the matter sayali? You scared me already i think my blood pressure is shooting now , will you say?"

Sayali saw emptiness

No inch of skin , no spots , not even the piece of cloth that swayed from top level.

Her mother pointed out the novels and said

"You scare me sayali somedays more than the other days , i wonder if you will ever try to hurt yourself reading such nonsense stuff all day , i swear i am going to complain to your father"

Sayali managed some gibberish but the sound was lost with the budgies growing bit noisy.