and the fake qualifier
...
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
wait what is that
send link
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
is everyoneback on tumblr now
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
magnetisation/form
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
bro i read nothing in my life
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
isaac newton
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
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.
idk
magnetises a pin