bro i read nothing in my life

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

currently

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

It Will Get Lighter

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

in a post. I want to be remembered

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Style

One of the birds shoots out of the tree. 

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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

the site i am dreaming

was it worth it

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

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