The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
autonomy of learning
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
Today I felt like starting
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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
I am below everything.
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i really havent
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.
as in
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
magnetisation/form
its performative
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
like first name