"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

magnetisation/form

division of reality is straying away from it

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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

yeah

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i dont understand magnetisation

Worse Lift

like magnets

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.

Rain, starting

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abrar?

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

...

its good

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

i have read not even 1 book


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

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.