hiding from the rain
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i want to do that too
ahnaf abrar
December 2025
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Thank you, Jack
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
and the fake qualifier
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?