feel you

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

ahnaf abrar

abrar?

it is hopeful

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

like magnets

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

in a post. I want to be remembered

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

not their contents

what do you think my name is

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

we can only engage in such a way

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

we need to be deconstructing our identities

I am below everything.

i really havent

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.

its good

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.

magnetises a pin

Thank you, Jack