the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

bro i read nothing in my life

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

part of an old note. It will get lighter.
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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i really havent

December 2025

as in

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

i really havent

ion

Slug

is everyoneback on tumblr now

and the fake qualifier

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

plato

i understand

whats your name?

god being the centre magnet

abrar?

plato