wait what is that
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
whats your name?
we need to be deconstructing our identities
not their contents
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And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
god being the centre magnet
its good short few pages
plato
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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you cannot feed someone truth