She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.its performative
and the fake qualifier
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
wait what is that
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
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was it worth it
i really havent
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.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
or never left
fw
send your tumblr
yeah
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
have you read
lol
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
its good short few pages
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.