a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

so at the end

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

i love it here

propensity within someone

yeah

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i was tempted to lie about my name

we need to be deconstructing our identities

no like which do people call me

i want to do that too

is everyoneback on tumblr now

abrar?

what do you think my name is

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

feel you

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

as in

It Will Get Lighter

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

ahnaf abrar

its good

barren land

all that is to say

Better Lift

sorry i am texting like a slav

what do you mean