I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
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.
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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.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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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.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
you have a beautiful account btw
was it worth it
Thank you, Jack
yes
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.
whats your name?
no i haven't really read anything
i dont understand magnetisation
and the fake qualifier
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.its good