or never left

god being the centre magnet

i have read not even 1 book

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

is everyoneback on tumblr now

sorry i am texting like a slav

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

plato

what do you think my name is

its good

ahnaf abrar

yeah

whats your name?

abrar?

feel you

i want to do that too

and the fake qualifier

i really havent

no i haven't really read anything

no like which do people call me

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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.

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

fw

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.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

It Will Get Lighter