with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
isaac
sorry i am texting like a slav
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.
its good
i understand
magnetises a pin
whats your name?
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.
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
idk
your feed looks like my tumblr
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
hello reader,
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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which magnetises chains of pins
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
the site i am dreaming
bro i read nothing in my life
autonomy of learning