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.

bro i read nothing in my life

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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

the site i am dreaming

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

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Lift Analysis

wait what is that

It Will Get Lighter

send link

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

"Put a blanket."

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Worse Lift

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.