god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
whats your name?
isaac newton
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
we need to be deconstructing our identities
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Thank you, Jack
what do you think my name is
no i haven't really read anything
abrar?
i want to do that too
ahnaf abrar
i love it here
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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.
send your tumblr
and the fake qualifier
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
and the fake qualifier
i really havent