i really havent
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
in a post. I want to be remembered
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Put a blanket."
idk
propensity within someone
so at the end
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
not their contents
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."