was it worth it
what do you think my name is
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.
abrar?
send your tumblr
i understand
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
autonomy of learning
much more tactility
magnetisation/form
what do you mean
no like which do people call me
like first name
i love it here
its good
barren land
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
the site i am dreaming
not their contents
sorry i am texting like a slav
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
ion
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class