its good

Rain, starting

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"Put a blanket."

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

lol yea

no like which do people call me

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

is everyoneback on tumblr now

as in

and the fake qualifier

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

not so on: yvf(wthw)

ahnaf abrar

Slug

no longer writing in the third person

plato

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate