Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

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I Write Goodbye Letter

not so on: yvf(wthw)
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
this will be about a slug

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

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

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-" 
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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

like first name

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

your feed looks like my tumblr

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

magnetises a pin

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."