Better Lift
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
plato
its good
what do you mean
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
no i haven't really read anything
was it worth it
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
i understand
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
feel you
magnetisation/form
ion
like first name
no like which do people call me
plato
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.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
I am below everything.
not their contents
sorry i am texting like a slav