The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.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.
is this you as well
sorry i am texting like a slav
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isaac
plato
in a post. I want to be remembered
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
bro i read nothing in my life
its good
plato
what do you think my name is
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
Thank you, Jack