Slug

idk

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

feel you

is this you as well

thank you

that looks like my instagram account

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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bro i read nothing in my life

2 (actually index). two is company

you have a beautiful account btw

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

hello reader,

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

so an active mazelike process

no longer writing in the third person

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isaac newton

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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.

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