I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

magnetisation/form

you cannot feed someone truth

send link

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

the site i am dreaming

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

hiding from the rain

propensity within someone

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

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.

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

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bro i read nothing in my life

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