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

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.

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

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

It Will Get Lighter

It Will Get Lighter

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

division of reality is straying away from it

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

not their contents

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse


autonomy of learning

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

it is hopeful

Can I see

all that is to say

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

lol yea

Picture

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

no i haven't really read anything

is everyoneback on tumblr now

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

isaac newton

we can only engage in such a way

like first name