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.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
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
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
yes
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
it is hopeful
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.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
the site i am dreaming