Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
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.Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
what do you mean
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
no i haven't really read anything
plato
isaac newton
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
the site i am dreaming
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf