The mind very well may be imperfect, but it leaves traces. And we can follow those traces, like footprints in the snow.
Where do they lead?
To oneself. That is what the mind is. Without the mind, nothing leads anywhere.
Dit boek!!!!!
Een ding tho: beter gaat die gast niets doen met de 17-jarige. YOU'RE THIRTY!!! (Also the way he describes her gives me the ick)
— Jul 25, 2025 01:59PM
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