Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
no like which do people call me
plato
which magnetises chains of pins
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
or never left
send link
ion
like magnets
sorry i am texting like a slav
ahnaf abrar
your feed looks like my tumblr
that looks like my instagram account
whats your name?
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i love it here
i understand
yeah
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
...
idk
I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
feel you
i really havent
the site i am dreaming
Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.