currently

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

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.


i have read not even 1 book

yeah

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

thank you

i dont understand magnetisation

feel you

sorry i am texting like a slav
this will be about a slug

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

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Thank you, Jack

Better Lift

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.