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.
December 2025
the site i am dreaming
and the fake qualifier
send link
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sorry i am texting like a slav
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
is this you as well
i want to do that too
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.
like first name
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no i haven't really read anything
i dont understand magnetisation
isaac
plato
i was tempted to lie about my name
isaac newton
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books