what do you mean
i have read not even 1 book
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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i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
i really havent
no like which do people call me
your feed looks like my tumblr
wait what is that
It's
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
sorry i am texting like a slav
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
idk
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.