Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
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.
bro i read nothing in my life
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
and the fake qualifier
wait what is that
...
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
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its good
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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I am below everything.
i love it here
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
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