Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

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.

and the fake qualifier

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

bro i read nothing in my life

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

i really havent

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

feel you

bro i read nothing in my life

abrar?

what do you think my name is

like first name

and the fake qualifier

ahnaf abrar

which magnetises chains of pins

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

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

what do you mean

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

your feed looks like my tumblr

idk

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

the site i am dreaming

plato

its good

send your tumblr

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

i really havent

fw

ion

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging