as in
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
its good
its good
sorry i am texting like a slav
its performative
idk
your feed looks like my tumblr
whats your name?
like first name
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.
its good short few pages
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
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
what do you mean
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
"Put a blanket."
yes