I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin 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.
the site i am dreaming
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
i really havent
and the fake qualifier
send your tumblr
yeah
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so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
its good
no longer writing in the third person