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

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. way too specific.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.


i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

i love it here

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

It Will Get Lighter

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

hello reader,

magnetises a pin

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to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Thank you, Jack

that looks like my instagram account

magnetisation/form

plato

2 (actually index). two is company

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."