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god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
much more tactility
isaac
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
idk
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
which magnetises chains of pins
like magnets
so an active mazelike process
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
lol
i understand
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.
i was tempted to lie about my name