yeah

what do you think my name is

its good short few pages

god being the centre magnet

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

lol yea

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

ion

i have read not even 1 book

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

fw

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

its good

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

we need to be deconstructing our identities

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

I Write Goodbye Letter

wait what is that

so at the end

abrar?