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i really havent
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
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 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
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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.
hello reader,
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wait what is that
bro i read nothing in my life
god being the centre magnet
magnetises a pin
we need to be deconstructing our identities
idk
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.