"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
and the fake qualifier
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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you have a beautiful account btw
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
its performative
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
i understand
whats your name?
abrar?
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos