but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

really i want the internet

you have a beautiful account btw

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Lift Analysis

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

13, H, grate

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?

"Put a blanket."

Worse Lift

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

idk