i really havent

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

yeah

what do you think my name is

i love it here

as in

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

that looks like my instagram account

what do you mean

whats your name?

sorry i am texting like a slav

propensity within someone

so the method has to be autonomous

all that is to say

send your tumblr

much more tactility

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

have you read

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.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

in a post. I want to be remembered

plato

was it worth it

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

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

currently