this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
and the fake qualifier
feel you
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
autonomy of learning
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
was it worth it
not their contents
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
no like which do people call me
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
like first name
what do you think my name is
its good
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no i haven't really read anything
bro i read nothing in my life
propensity within someone
i have read not even 1 book
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
send your tumblr
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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."
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i was tempted to lie about my name
lol
yes