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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

magnetisation/form

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

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i was tempted to lie about my name

Can I see

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