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"Put a blanket."

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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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I am below everything.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Slug

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

and the fake qualifier

bro i read nothing in my life

December 2025

was it worth it

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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.

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