Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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lol yea

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

all that is to say

its good

you cannot feed someone truth

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

like first name

bro i read nothing in my life

and the fake qualifier

and the fake qualifier

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

i dont understand magnetisation

what do you mean

ion

i really havent

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i have read not even 1 book

autonomy of learning

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day. I created this site.

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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

god being the centre magnet

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you