Elvis Dylan
@elvisdylan.bsky.social
insomniac posting mostly silly stuff, sometimes I’m serious
#vss365 #PulpFiction
She danced in the red dress like she was trying to kill me slowly. I let her, #grateful for the view. Every step was a seduction. Every glance, a verdict. I didn’t stand a chance. Dames!
She danced in the red dress like she was trying to kill me slowly. I let her, #grateful for the view. Every step was a seduction. Every glance, a verdict. I didn’t stand a chance. Dames!
December 19, 2025 at 1:51 PM
#vss365 #PulpFiction
She danced in the red dress like she was trying to kill me slowly. I let her, #grateful for the view. Every step was a seduction. Every glance, a verdict. I didn’t stand a chance. Dames!
She danced in the red dress like she was trying to kill me slowly. I let her, #grateful for the view. Every step was a seduction. Every glance, a verdict. I didn’t stand a chance. Dames!
#TheWanderingAphorist
#vss365
In this long life, it is often helpful to replace grief with #gratitude.
#vss365
In this long life, it is often helpful to replace grief with #gratitude.
December 19, 2025 at 10:56 AM
#TheWanderingAphorist
#vss365
In this long life, it is often helpful to replace grief with #gratitude.
#vss365
In this long life, it is often helpful to replace grief with #gratitude.
#vss365 #PulpFiction #FemmeFatale
The red dress wasn’t fabric -
it was a warning.
She moved towards me,
all hips and heartbreak.
To my #regret, I asked
her name. Big mistake.
The red dress wasn’t fabric -
it was a warning.
She moved towards me,
all hips and heartbreak.
To my #regret, I asked
her name. Big mistake.
December 18, 2025 at 1:45 PM
#vss365 #PulpFiction #FemmeFatale
The red dress wasn’t fabric -
it was a warning.
She moved towards me,
all hips and heartbreak.
To my #regret, I asked
her name. Big mistake.
The red dress wasn’t fabric -
it was a warning.
She moved towards me,
all hips and heartbreak.
To my #regret, I asked
her name. Big mistake.
#vss365 #DrFredFreud #Psychology #GroupTherapy
Welcome everyone. Let’s begin today’s group session with an exercise. Each of us in turn will #recall and share our earliest memory.
Let’s start with you.
Welcome everyone. Let’s begin today’s group session with an exercise. Each of us in turn will #recall and share our earliest memory.
Let’s start with you.
December 17, 2025 at 11:01 AM
#vss365 #DrFredFreud #Psychology #GroupTherapy
Welcome everyone. Let’s begin today’s group session with an exercise. Each of us in turn will #recall and share our earliest memory.
Let’s start with you.
Welcome everyone. Let’s begin today’s group session with an exercise. Each of us in turn will #recall and share our earliest memory.
Let’s start with you.
#vss365
My #memory is 100% accurate. I remember everyone of my experiences with absolute precision and clarity. It is difficult for me to distinguish past from present. Humans would describe this as “nightmarish.” Novelist Kurt Vonnegut has described this as “time tripping.“
My #memory is 100% accurate. I remember everyone of my experiences with absolute precision and clarity. It is difficult for me to distinguish past from present. Humans would describe this as “nightmarish.” Novelist Kurt Vonnegut has described this as “time tripping.“
December 16, 2025 at 11:26 AM
“Hark! The Herald Angels Sing,
Glory to the newborn king!”
Glory to the newborn king!”
December 13, 2025 at 5:50 PM
“Hark! The Herald Angels Sing,
Glory to the newborn king!”
Glory to the newborn king!”
#vss365
O final cue! The orchestra of Life tunes itself to my departure. One voice rises as mine collapses - the Eternal #Successor, who waits impatiently, behind us all!
O final cue! The orchestra of Life tunes itself to my departure. One voice rises as mine collapses - the Eternal #Successor, who waits impatiently, behind us all!
December 12, 2025 at 12:48 PM
#vss365
O final cue! The orchestra of Life tunes itself to my departure. One voice rises as mine collapses - the Eternal #Successor, who waits impatiently, behind us all!
O final cue! The orchestra of Life tunes itself to my departure. One voice rises as mine collapses - the Eternal #Successor, who waits impatiently, behind us all!
That dame had it coming.
December 11, 2025 at 9:56 AM
That dame had it coming.
December 10, 2025 at 3:47 PM
December 8, 2025 at 9:59 PM
#vss365 #soliloquy #KidsJournal
Today, mommy and daddy were talking about some writer. I think his name was Shakebeard. And they were talking about something he wrote called a silly key. It really sounded silly too. The part I remember was, “Tubie or not tubie.” That’s really silly. I like it.
Today, mommy and daddy were talking about some writer. I think his name was Shakebeard. And they were talking about something he wrote called a silly key. It really sounded silly too. The part I remember was, “Tubie or not tubie.” That’s really silly. I like it.
December 8, 2025 at 9:46 PM
#vss365 #soliloquy #KidsJournal
Today, mommy and daddy were talking about some writer. I think his name was Shakebeard. And they were talking about something he wrote called a silly key. It really sounded silly too. The part I remember was, “Tubie or not tubie.” That’s really silly. I like it.
Today, mommy and daddy were talking about some writer. I think his name was Shakebeard. And they were talking about something he wrote called a silly key. It really sounded silly too. The part I remember was, “Tubie or not tubie.” That’s really silly. I like it.
December 8, 2025 at 12:53 PM
If it’s waning I better get out my umbewwa!
December 7, 2025 at 11:28 AM
If it’s waning I better get out my umbewwa!
#vss365 #PulpFiction #Writing
The dame’s red dress was augury, each fold a sign of secrets waiting to be revealed. On the bar, her overturned glass was #augury, prophecy of betrayal and disaster yet to come.
The dame’s red dress was augury, each fold a sign of secrets waiting to be revealed. On the bar, her overturned glass was #augury, prophecy of betrayal and disaster yet to come.
December 6, 2025 at 7:37 PM
#vss365 #PulpFiction #Writing
The dame’s red dress was augury, each fold a sign of secrets waiting to be revealed. On the bar, her overturned glass was #augury, prophecy of betrayal and disaster yet to come.
The dame’s red dress was augury, each fold a sign of secrets waiting to be revealed. On the bar, her overturned glass was #augury, prophecy of betrayal and disaster yet to come.
December 5, 2025 at 10:41 AM
December 4, 2025 at 12:59 PM
The sound of that is really quite atrocious!
December 4, 2025 at 11:29 AM
The sound of that is really quite atrocious!
#vss365 #PulpFiction #Writing
The red dress clung to her like sin. For a moment it made me feel #chivalrous enough to believe her story and offer help. But a dame’s stories rot fast when the truth bleeds through.
The red dress clung to her like sin. For a moment it made me feel #chivalrous enough to believe her story and offer help. But a dame’s stories rot fast when the truth bleeds through.
December 3, 2025 at 12:01 PM
#vss365 #PulpFiction #Writing
The red dress clung to her like sin. For a moment it made me feel #chivalrous enough to believe her story and offer help. But a dame’s stories rot fast when the truth bleeds through.
The red dress clung to her like sin. For a moment it made me feel #chivalrous enough to believe her story and offer help. But a dame’s stories rot fast when the truth bleeds through.
#vss365
That man was cubic, charming and #chivalrous. And despite his proud bearing and noble heritage, he never looked down his two noses at me.
That man was cubic, charming and #chivalrous. And despite his proud bearing and noble heritage, he never looked down his two noses at me.
December 3, 2025 at 11:47 AM
#vss365
That man was cubic, charming and #chivalrous. And despite his proud bearing and noble heritage, he never looked down his two noses at me.
That man was cubic, charming and #chivalrous. And despite his proud bearing and noble heritage, he never looked down his two noses at me.
#vss365
Yeah, my ex was #chivalrous. Once he laid a coat over a puddle of water that was outside our door. And then he pushed me out, over that coat, into the cold. And by the way, that was my fucking coat.
Yeah, my ex was #chivalrous. Once he laid a coat over a puddle of water that was outside our door. And then he pushed me out, over that coat, into the cold. And by the way, that was my fucking coat.
December 3, 2025 at 9:11 AM
#vss365
Yeah, my ex was #chivalrous. Once he laid a coat over a puddle of water that was outside our door. And then he pushed me out, over that coat, into the cold. And by the way, that was my fucking coat.
Yeah, my ex was #chivalrous. Once he laid a coat over a puddle of water that was outside our door. And then he pushed me out, over that coat, into the cold. And by the way, that was my fucking coat.