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.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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?
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
the site i am dreaming
and the fake qualifier
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
i dont understand magnetisation