Today I felt like starting
hiding from the rain
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
lol
or never left
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
I am below everything.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
like magnets
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
abrar?
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
whats your name?
its good short few pages
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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