nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

your feed looks like my tumblr

i understand

so an active mazelike process

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

god being the centre magnet

so at the end


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

you cannot feed someone truth

in a post. I want to be remembered

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

isaac

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Worse Lift

as in

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

I am below everything.

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.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

feel you