and the fake qualifier
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
like magnets
your feed looks like my tumblr
idk
not their contents
as in
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have you read
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.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
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which magnetises chains of pins
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Thank you, Jack
Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.
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bro i read nothing in my life
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