The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
like magnets
is this you as well
not their contents
god being the centre magnet
or never left
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
no like which do people call me
autonomy of learning
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
send link
i really havent
i love it here
i really havent
abrar?
magnetises a pin
barren land
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away