the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
sorry i am texting like a slav
which magnetises chains of pins
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
feel you
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
abrar?
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
you have a beautiful account btw
i was tempted to lie about my name
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.
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
isaac newton
brb i will read and reply sincerely
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i love it here
its good
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
barren land
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
Today I felt like starting
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
isaac
that looks like my instagram account
like magnets
like first name
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.ahnaf abrar