There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
in a post. I want to be remembered
I am below everything.
isaac
whats your name?
sorry i am texting like a slav
like magnets
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
fw
or never left
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
you cannot feed someone truth
much more tactility
hello reader,
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
...
propensity within someone
no i haven't really read anything
abrar?
you know who you are. no more time, not like
. way too specific.i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
send link
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
lol