plato

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

it is hopeful

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

I am below everything.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Slug

Style

hello reader,

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this will be about a slug

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate