yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
what do you think my name is
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
plato
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
its good short few pages
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i love it here
idk
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
its good
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting