and the fake qualifier

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out. 

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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

feel you

no like which do people call me

ahnaf abrar

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

It Will Get Lighter

is everyoneback on tumblr now

propensity within someone

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

have you read

all that is to say

what do you think my name is