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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
send your tumblr
which magnetises chains of pins
we can only engage in such a way
lol
your feed looks like my tumblr
and the fake qualifier
magnetisation/form
all that is to say
sorry i am texting like a slav
so an active mazelike process
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
plato
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
like first name
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
that looks like my instagram account
no like which do people call me
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
i want to do that too
the site i am dreaming
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
autonomy of learning
have you read
ahnaf abrar