was it worth it

so an active mazelike process

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

and the fake qualifier

barren land

we need to be deconstructing our identities

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

feel you

yeah

is everyoneback on tumblr now

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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

idk

i want to do that too

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

like first name

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

bro i read nothing in my life

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

what do you think my name is

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

you have a beautiful account btw

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

or never left

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

lol

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.