Today I felt like starting

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

in a post. I want to be remembered

i dont understand magnetisation

this will be about a slug

send link


and the fake qualifier

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

sorry i am texting like a slav

the site i am dreaming

your feed looks like my tumblr

wait what is that

no i haven't really read anything

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

December 2025

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

"Put a blanket."

is everyoneback on tumblr now