and the fake qualifier
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
hello reader,
bro i read nothing in my life
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.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
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.Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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