with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Today I felt like starting
brb i will read and reply sincerely
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
much more tactility
fw
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
and the fake qualifier
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
was it worth it
wait what is that
bro i read nothing in my life