There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
its good
is this you as well
we need to be deconstructing our identities
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
no i haven't really read anything
i dont understand magnetisation
god being the centre magnet
was it worth it
what do you mean
hello reader,
and the fake qualifier
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
and the fake qualifier
magnetises a pin
yeah
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
send your tumblr
feel you
i want to do that too
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason