December 2025
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.
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.
and the fake qualifier
was it worth it
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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
hello reader,
is this you as well
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
your feed looks like my tumblr
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
is everyoneback on tumblr now
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
i have read not even 1 book