nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
and the fake qualifier
what do you mean
idk
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i want to do that too
fw
what do you think my name is
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
yeah
i have read not even 1 book
is everyoneback on tumblr now
ahnaf abrar
the site i am dreaming
As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
and the fake qualifier
After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.
was it worth it
no like which do people call me
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.
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Better Lift
but really the thing should be autonomous