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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
its good
i really havent
abrar?
what do you mean
i have read not even 1 book
have you read
barren land
yeah
feel you
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
lol yea
as in
i love it here
lol
sorry i am texting like a slav
all that is to say
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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.
its good
...
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.