nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
lol
its good
its performative
yeah
i was tempted to lie about my name
so an active mazelike process
and the fake qualifier
that looks like my instagram account
i really havent
magnetisation/form
ahnaf abrar
abrar?
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
bro i read nothing in my life
which magnetises chains of pins
isaac
ion
so at the end
isaac newton
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.