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.
Better Lift
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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
Today I felt like starting
hiding from the rain
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl