It Will Get Lighter

that looks like my instagram account

yeah

barren land

i dont understand magnetisation

ion

have you read

idk

your feed looks like my tumblr

what do you mean

which magnetises chains of pins

Pimlico Rats

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

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bro i read nothing in my life

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

13, H, grate

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Rain, starting