idk

we need to be deconstructing our identities

lol

is this you as well

so at the end

that looks like my instagram account

and the fake qualifier

your feed looks like my tumblr

plato

i was tempted to lie about my name

yeah

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

like first name

ahnaf abrar

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

i really havent

so the method has to be autonomous

i really havent

lol yea

bro i read nothing in my life

i want to do that too

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.

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

no like which do people call me