it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

no like which do people call me

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this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

what do you mean

abrar?

was it worth it

was it worth it

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

no i haven't really read anything

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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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.

no longer writing in the third person