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.
bro i read nothing in my life
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but really the thing should be autonomous
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
no longer writing in the third person
but i respect your search
not so on: yvf(wthw)
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
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.
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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
it is hopeful
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
its performative
you cannot feed someone truth
propensity within someone
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.