bro i read nothing in my life

I Write Goodbye Letter

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it


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

not so on: yvf(wthw)


the site i am dreaming

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

its performative

as in

you cannot feed someone truth

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

was it worth it


autonomy of learning

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

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.

not their contents

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