After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Put a blanket."
kind of mythopoesis
not their contents
i was tempted to lie about my name
and the fake qualifier
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
have you read
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
no longer writing in the third person
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
it is hopeful
whats your name?
fw
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
barren land
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
is this you as well
as in