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.
bro i read nothing in my life
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
the site i am dreaming
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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December 2025
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
But seriously, thank you, Jack
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.