is everyoneback on tumblr now

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

"Put a blanket."

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

13, H, grate

Worse Lift

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

have you read

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

I am below everything.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

what do you think my name is

ahnaf abrar

is this you as well

send your tumblr

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

sorry i am texting like a slav

i want to do that too

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now