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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

IWGD

Today I felt like starting

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i have read not even 1 book

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

that looks like my instagram account

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

as in

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

"Put a blanket."

god being the centre magnet

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

...

I Write Goodbye Letter

so an active mazelike process

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.

what do you mean

all that is to say

ahnaf abrar

Slug

sorry i am texting like a slav