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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

the site i am dreaming

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the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

I am below everything.

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

hello reader,

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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