it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

Slug

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.

hello reader,

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

or never left

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is this you as well

you cannot feed someone truth

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we need to be deconstructing our identities

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

send your tumblr

ion

much more tactility

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

abrar?

plato

as in

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

send link

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

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i understand