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.
bro i read nothing in my life
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.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
brb i will read and reply sincerely
I am below everything.
it is hopeful
and the fake qualifier
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
...
yes
really i want the internet
...
wait what is that
Can I see
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
barren land
no like which do people call me
you cannot feed someone truth