If you’re that one girl from my english lit uni course who said I couldn’t read her poetry (despite never asking to) because I give off the vibe of a “golden retriever who’s just happy to be here” please stop reading this post right now. You already think so little of me, I don’t need you to know that while you were spending your summer reading top-tier literature … I was reading the Mindf*ck series by S.T Abby.
If you’re thinking “Elli, if you’re never going to publicly acknowledge reading this series, why write an entire blogpost about it?” and the answer to that is that this blog is a safe-space. I trust you not to judge me too much.
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