"Put a blanket."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Can I see
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
what do you think my name is
ahnaf abrar
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
no like which do people call me
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
your feed looks like my tumblr
we can only engage in such a way
whats your name?
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
its good
yeah
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
lol
which magnetises chains of pins
as in