yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

autonomy of learning

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

abrar?

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

what do you mean

which magnetises chains of pins

i want to do that too

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

feel you

isaac newton

as in

its performative

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

god being the centre magnet

we need to be deconstructing our identities

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
this will be about a slug

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class