I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Thank you, Jack
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send link
feel you
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somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
bro i read nothing in my life
no like which do people call me
Better Lift
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
wait what is that
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i really havent
Thank you, Jack
division of reality is straying away from it