Today I felt like starting

plato

but i respect your search

no longer writing in the third person

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

you cannot feed someone truth

division of reality is straying away from it

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
"Put a blanket."

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

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.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

But seriously, thank you, Jack

I Write Goodbye Letter

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

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

1

. way too specific.

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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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

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls