Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
isaac newton
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we need to be deconstructing our identities
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plato
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
the site i am dreaming