i remembered i had an account here recently so i logged back on - half wish i didn't because i posted the weirdest stuff back in 2016-17. i still kind of write on and off so i might use yws again properly altho i am annoyed that i had a bad taste in usernames when i was 14.
"For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion." — Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
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