we need to be deconstructing our identities

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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

and the fake qualifier

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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.

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

idk

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

send link

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

all that is to say

Style

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

is everyoneback on tumblr now