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.
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 really havent
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
and the fake qualifier
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.
kind of mythopoesis
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
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i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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Better Lift
i was tempted to lie about my name