I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

isaac

send link

thank you

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

plato

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

barren land

feel you

i have read not even 1 book

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

this will be about a slug

ion

i was tempted to lie about my name

Slug

December 2025

abrar?

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.

yeah

like first name

plato

send your tumblr

i understand

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

what do you think my name is

is this you as well

i dont understand magnetisation

no like which do people call me