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

Worse Lift

13, H, grate

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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful


autonomy of learning

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

send your tumblr

i really havent

not their contents

i love it here

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

no like which do people call me

what do you think my name is

that looks like my instagram account


i really havent

its good short few pages

like first name

propensity within someone

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

magnetises a pin

is everyoneback on tumblr now

bro i read nothing in my life

so the method has to be autonomous