i understand
i love it here
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
kind of mythopoesis
god being the centre magnet
yeah
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
its good
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
ion
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
was it worth it
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
I am below everything.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
lol
hello reader,