GTA.
Gotta run.
I got to
I’ve got to.
I’ve got two.

Runny Noses! Why do we get the. When its windy?
We don’t.
Its when its cold.
Why, then?
I don’t know.
Well you should, you’re at uni…
Studying to be a drip.

“Don’t judge a book by its Paratext”

Dropping bombs tonight.
Kiss me.
Like its the last time.
Reign yourself in.
Rain bombs.
Drop kisses on me like you did those french girls.

I am an arts student.
I have interests.
Tall people.
Short people.
Stoops.
Women.
Power.
Money.
Struggles. Games.
Experience.

How dare I think I see what is real.