The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
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.
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amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
i really havent
i have read not even 1 book
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
was it worth it
bro i read nothing in my life
bro i read nothing in my life
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much more tactility
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
not so on: yvf(wthw)
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
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.She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.