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

isaac newton

i understand

thank you

propensity within someone

like magnets

Rain, starting

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

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

plato

i was tempted to lie about my name

idk

i want to do that too

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

13, H, grate

in a post. I want to be remembered

ahnaf abrar

your feed looks like my tumblr

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

so an active mazelike process

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

have you read

Lift Analysis

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.

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