i really havent
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
it is hopeful
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
but really the thing should be autonomous
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
the site i am dreaming
really i want the internet
Thank you, Jack
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
ion
propensity within someone