They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
not so on: yvf(wthw)
its good
thank you
lol
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
sorry i am texting like a slav
yes
autonomy of learning
Thank you, Jack
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