and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

ahnaf abrar

was it worth it

and the fake qualifier

i really havent

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

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.

It Will Get Lighter

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

so at the end

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

i really havent

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

December 2025

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

I Write Goodbye Letter

hello reader,

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

i want to do that too

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

brb i will read and reply sincerely