but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
"Put a blanket."
idk
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
but really the thing should be autonomous
all that is to say
i really havent
I am below everything.
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.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
and the fake qualifier
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
i have read not even 1 book