really i want the internet
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
currently
Today I felt like starting
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
send link
and the fake qualifier
no longer writing in the third person
wait what is that
bro i read nothing in my life