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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

so at the end

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.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

we need to be deconstructing our identities

in a post. I want to be remembered

no like which do people call me

is this you as well

abrar?

13, H, grate

It Will Get Lighter

i really havent

like first name

i want to do that too

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

which magnetises chains of pins

propensity within someone

what do you mean

god being the centre magnet

magnetises a pin

much more tactility

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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

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

Rain, starting