As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.
isaac
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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.
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.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
ahnaf abrar
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
feel you
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
magnetises a pin
yeah
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ion
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
or never left
abrar?
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
was it worth it
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
like magnets
is everyoneback on tumblr now
what do you think my name is