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bro i read nothing in my life

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

I Write Goodbye Letter

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.

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

...


was it worth it

wait what is that

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.


part of an old note. It will get lighter.

2 (actually index). two is company

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

have you read

what do you think my name is

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It Will Get Lighter

what do you mean

isaac

its good

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

no longer writing in the third person

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


something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever