you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
that looks like my instagram account
lol yea
your feed looks like my tumblr
yeah
bro i read nothing in my life
its good
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
feel you
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i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
i was tempted to lie about my name
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?
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.
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.was it worth it
no i haven't really read anything
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
like magnets
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
abrar?