I was studying how language shapes the world and how the world reshapes language, while somewhere between the margins of my book, my thoughts kept returning to the only language I seemed incapable of forgetting- the memory of his arms.
THIS THO. I HATE constantly being told it's all in my head, funny thing is, I also have asthma 😭😭 and being told it's all in my lungs is funny asf cause no shit 💀💀💀
IA don’t consideEnd then there was the whole “fake rich life” thing.
ven when I didn’t consciously care, I realized that I was consuming all of this information about people I didn’t even know.
My exclusion from The People throughout my life can't be redeemed, I think, and I always subcontipusly look for reasons to justify it and give the people in front of me a reason to excuse me. My mind is always whining in the background: "Please see why I can not know this.
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