I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

is everyoneback on tumblr now

fw

what do you mean

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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abrar?

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

the site i am dreaming

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.

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

you cannot feed someone truth

bro i read nothing in my life

that looks like my instagram account

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

idk

i was tempted to lie about my name

its good

so an active mazelike process

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

i really havent

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

plato

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

Thank you, Jack

lol