you have a beautiful account btw

really i want the internet

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

send link

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 sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

bro i read nothing in my life

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.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

propensity within someone

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?


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the site i am dreaming

i have read not even 1 book

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

we need to be deconstructing our identities

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

so the method has to be autonomous

much more tactility

division of reality is straying away from it

isaac

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Rain, starting