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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

magnetises a pin

no like which do people call me

abrar?

you cannot feed someone truth

13, H, grate

feel you

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

have you read

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

i was tempted to lie about my name

barren land

i want to do that too

really i want the internet

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

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

idk

yes

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

no longer writing in the third person

that looks like my instagram account

ion


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is everyoneback on tumblr now


its good