Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Lift Analysis
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.Better Lift
plato
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
isaac newton
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
currently
like first name
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
as in
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"