it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
Today I felt like starting
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
isaac newton
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
and the fake qualifier
not so on: yvf(wthw)
idk
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class