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.

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.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

December 2025

i really havent

not so on: yvf(wthw)

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

bro i read nothing in my life

...

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class


the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

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?

in a post. I want to be remembered

13, H, grate

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations: