wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
"Put a blanket."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc."I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
that looks like my instagram account
and the fake qualifier
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
really i want the internet
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
you cannot feed someone truth
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.