There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
whats your name?
much more tactility
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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
its good
was it worth it
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
plato
bro i read nothing in my life
and the fake qualifier
division of reality is straying away from it
like magnets
is this you as well
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.