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

sorry i am texting like a slav

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

what do you mean

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

like first name

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

abrar?

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

ahnaf abrar

no like which do people call me

i love it here

lol yea

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

we can only engage in such a way

its performative

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

is everyoneback on tumblr now