thank you

sorry i am texting like a slav

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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.

abrar?

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

what do you think my name is

I Write Goodbye Letter

isaac newton

whats your name?

...

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

like magnets

like first name

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

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.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

13, H, grate

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

bro i read nothing in my life

i see a website

that looks like my instagram account

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