i understand
yeah
that looks like my instagram account
i really havent
send your tumblr
lol yea
i really havent
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
i have read not even 1 book
what do you think my name is
i was tempted to lie about my name
like first name
i want to do that too
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
lol
was it worth it
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
abrar?
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too specific.yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
barren land
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
have you read
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
ion
It was about a crazy lady who lived above his flat in Pimlico. She would let pigeons into her flat so she could feed them. Apparently she didn't want her presence in the flat to interfere with the natural behaviour of the pigeons, so she would let them nest and shit in there and she wouldn't clean it up, because it wasn't natural to do so. The pigeons would die, but apart from the smell and the sludge and the gas, the corpses weren't really a problem. It was the rats that came to eat them. The rats would eat the rotting pigeon corpses mixed in with the rotting pigeon shit and they would get ill and die too. New rats that came through wouldn't mind though, and they'd start to eat the mass, only to get sick and die in it later on. The population grew steadily as more pigeons and rats came from in the cold, to live naturally. They fed the mass further.