Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.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.
not their contents
no like which do people call me
i want to do that too
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.
really i want the internet
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
what do you think my name is
and the fake qualifier
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.we need to be deconstructing our identities
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
"Put a blanket."
sorry i am texting like a slav
i love it here
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
i was tempted to lie about my name
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59