a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.not their contents
barren land
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
was it worth it
so the method has to be autonomous
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.
so an active mazelike process
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
much more tactility
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
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.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.