We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
and the fake qualifier
bro i read nothing in my life
Today I felt like starting
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
December 2025
it is hopeful
no longer writing in the third person
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
idk
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models