The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
December 2025
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
wait what is that
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i really havent
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
and the fake qualifier
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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
it is hopeful
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
in a post. I want to be remembered