I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
bro i read nothing in my life
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i really havent
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
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.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
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.
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.
all that is to say
no like which do people call me
we need to be deconstructing our identities
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
the site i am dreaming
idk
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now