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a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.the site i am dreaming
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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.
I am below everything.
wait what is that
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
and the fake qualifier
ion
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
is this you as well
abrar?
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."