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.

Thank you, Jack

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

"Put a blanket."

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

lol

so an active mazelike process

its performative

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

like first name

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

ahnaf abrar

i see a website

i love it here

yeah

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

abrar?

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.

bro i read nothing in my life

or never left