He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
it is hopeful
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
propensity within someone
send your tumblr
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ahnaf abrar
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
have you read
its good
yes
i want to do that too
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
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
we need to be deconstructing our identities
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it