Please forget me. You were right, dear, I am cold and self-involved. And though I'll miss you, recent lover, I am weak, and therefore fold... Get distracted by my music, think of nothing else but art! I'll write my loneliness in poems, if I can just think how to start: "Dot my I's with eyebrow pencils, close my eyelids, hide my eyes. I'll be idle in my ideals; think of nothing else but I."
—from Small Hands, a song by Keaton Henson
Active since March 29, 2020.
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1. | police (styrofoam) | 151.86 | 100% | 2022-12-17 |
2. | (delirious) | 139.58 | 100% | 2020-05-10 |
3. | Thomas (loboru) | 114.46 | 100% | 2020-03-29 |
4. | Is there a self? (deckard_4) | 72.62 | 100% | 2020-10-06 |
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6. | NikiAtom (4beth_esda) | 56.92 | 100% | 2020-10-26 |
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ᗜ Stenography | 17 | 58.17 | November 3, 2023 |
Instant Death Mode | 6 | 100.84 | March 29, 2020 |
All TypeRacer Texts | 1 | 45.62 | October 14, 2021 |