i have an ongoing conversation with one of my friends who tells me that he needs a muse to write well.
i disagree. nonononono.
i create all of my bestest art when i'm heartbroken and sleepless.
that being said, i wouldn't trade today for the world.
"line breaks don't make you a poet; canvas does not make you an artist; and a debit card, school uniform and camera phone decidedly fail to make you a real person."
dislike the sound of my written voice and
enjoy the tap-tap-tap of procrastination.
"careers are a 21st century invention, and i don't want one"
nonfic writing + being stuck in a university. i am a big fan of the purely theoretical. pragmatism and politics mix but pragmatism and casi do not. hence; therefore and moreover, we know nothing.
squeeze my hand.
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