wait what is that

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

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.

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

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

i have read not even 1 book

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

1

i really havent

what do you think my name is

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i understand

like first name

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.

not their contents

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

you cannot feed someone truth

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

i love it here

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak