...

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

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.

...

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

Lift Analysis

...

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

and the fake qualifier

i love it here

this will be about a slug

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

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

was it worth it

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

i have read not even 1 book

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

ahnaf abrar

is this you as well

i really havent

I Write Goodbye Letter

yeah