somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

was it worth it

i really havent

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

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.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

...

It Will Get Lighter

abrar?

and the fake qualifier

which magnetises chains of pins

its good

bro i read nothing in my life

send your tumblr

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

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

barren land

wait what is that

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Today I felt like starting

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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