but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
really i want the internet
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
isaac newton
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
its good
what do you mean
that looks like my instagram account