nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

what do you mean

your feed looks like my tumblr

i love it here

we can only engage in such a way

like magnets

which magnetises chains of pins

ahnaf abrar

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

yeah

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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

thank you

division of reality is straying away from it

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

"Put a blanket."

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

no longer writing in the third person

Worse Lift


like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them