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

what do you think my name is

i really havent

so the method has to be autonomous

fw

its good

like first name

send your tumblr

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i have read not even 1 book

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

ahnaf abrar

was it worth it

i really havent

we need to be deconstructing our identities

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

isaac

division of reality is straying away from it

no like which do people call me

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

13, H, grate

yeah

December 2025

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's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

no i haven't really read anything

It Will Get Lighter

...