whats your name?
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
plato
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
isaac
i have read not even 1 book
like magnets
lol
thank you
your feed looks like my tumblr
its good short few pages
send your tumblr
i love it here
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hello reader,
magnetisation/form
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Better Lift
or never left
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
division of reality is straying away from it
so an active mazelike process
hiding from the rain