He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
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.
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.
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
wait what is that
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
send link
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i really havent
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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.
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
bro i read nothing in my life
your feed looks like my tumblr
Thank you, Jack
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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.
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i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
isaac newton
what do you mean
magnetisation/form
so the method has to be autonomous
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate