i am quite illiterate on producing technology
no like which do people call me
what do you mean
abrar?
isaac
its good
your feed looks like my tumblr
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
all that is to say
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
hello reader,
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
."Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
no i haven't really read anything