god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

no i haven't really read anything

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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.

no like which do people call me

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

like first name

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

Today I felt like starting

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

what do you mean

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

is this you as well

magnetises a pin

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

ion

sorry i am texting like a slav

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?