The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
the site i am dreaming
bro i read nothing in my life
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
wait what is that
Today I felt like starting
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was it worth 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.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
i really havent
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.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.