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.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
brb i will read and reply sincerely
you have a beautiful account btw
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Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i really havent
and the fake qualifier
i see a website
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
kind of mythopoesis
in a post. I want to be remembered
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged