...

Rain, starting

13, H, grate

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.

no longer writing in the third person

so at the end

your feed looks like my tumblr

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

barren land

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

ahnaf abrar

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