Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
but i respect your search
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Thank you, Jack
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
was it worth it
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
"Put a blanket."
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
and the fake qualifier
in a post. I want to be remembered
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
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.
currently
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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?