Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49


I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

was it worth it

yeah

Thank you, Jack

plato

i was tempted to lie about my name

i understand

no like which do people call me

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

isaac newton

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

its good short few pages

and the fake qualifier

isaac

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

IWGD

your feed looks like my tumblr

we can only engage in such a way

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.