The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
or never left
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
...
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.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
its performative
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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.
you cannot feed someone truth
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Today I felt like starting
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
not their contents
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."