"Put a blanket."

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

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

I am below everything.

is this you as well

propensity within someone

ahnaf abrar

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

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.

i really havent

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