It Will Get Lighter

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

plato

isaac

is this you as well

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

abrar?

feel you

but i respect your search

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it


"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

like first name

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me


Better Lift

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

i really havent

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

its good

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

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.


the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

it is hopeful

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine


you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak