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.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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.
idk
lol yea
that looks like my instagram account
so at the end
plato
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
its good short few pages
you cannot feed someone truth
Today I felt like starting
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i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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your feed looks like my tumblr
i have read not even 1 book
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people