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.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
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:
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lol yea
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying