but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
what do you mean
so at the end
propensity within someone
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
much more tactility
that looks like my instagram account
i have read not even 1 book
no longer writing in the third person
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
all that is to say
hiding from the rain
as in
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.
lol
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
abrar?
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting