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

have you read

ion

like first name

ahnaf abrar

we need to be deconstructing our identities

sorry i am texting like a slav

yeah

i was tempted to lie about my name

what do you mean

which magnetises chains of pins

i want to do that too

what do you think my name is

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

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

its performative

we can only engage in such a way

your feed looks like my tumblr

is this you as well

thank you

fw

as in

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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

feel you

yeah

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak