okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i understand

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

Thank you, Jack

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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2 (actually index). two is company

the site i am dreaming

It Will Get Lighter

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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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.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i really havent

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.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

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