The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i really havent
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
December 2025
and the fake qualifier
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.
wait what is that
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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was it worth it
have you read
i understand
god being the centre magnet
no like which do people call me
magnetises a pin
what do you think my name is
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
i love it here
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.