And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

as in

all that is to say

isaac newton

sorry i am texting like a slav

i have read not even 1 book

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

yeah

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

have you read

we can only engage in such a way

autonomy of learning