but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
I am below everything.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
magnetises a pin
its good
have you read
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
is this you as well
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
no i haven't really read anything
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its good
i want to do that too
whats your name?
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason