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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

no longer writing in the third person

but really the thing should be autonomous

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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we need to be deconstructing our identities

idk

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

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

that looks like my instagram account

propensity within someone

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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