my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

Worse Lift

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

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.

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


Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

"No, it'll get cold!" "Put a tut ahh put a-"

Style


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.

Today I felt like starting

I am below everything.

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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

i really havent

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i was tempted to lie about my name

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

like first name

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.


what do you think my name is

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

wait what is that

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