a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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.

abrar?

i want to do that too

ahnaf abrar

i really havent
this will be about a slug

magnetises a pin

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15


hello reader,


yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.


Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

I Write Goodbye Letter

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