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

autonomy of learning

i really havent

ion

or never left

is this you as well

what do you think my name is

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

not their contents

propensity within someone

magnetisation/form

i was tempted to lie about my name

and the fake qualifier

send your tumblr

i have read not even 1 book

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

lol yea

isaac newton

barren land

yes

no longer writing in the third person

no i haven't really read anything

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.

which magnetises chains of pins

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch