Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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.

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It Will Get Lighter

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

Style

not so on: yvf(wthw)

currently

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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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.

barren land


we need to be deconstructing our identities

isaac

13, H, grate

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