wait what is that

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

i have read not even 1 book

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.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

magnetises a pin

not so on: yvf(wthw)

abrar?

hello reader,

what do you mean

its good short few pages

the site i am dreaming

its performative

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.

plato

propensity within someone

ion

you cannot feed someone truth

...

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

have you read

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in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

magnetisation/form