bro i read nothing in my life
god being the centre magnet
have you read
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i really havent
no like which do people call me
ahnaf abrar
feel you
abrar?
sorry i am texting like a slav
isaac newton
i dont understand magnetisation
i have read not even 1 book
currently
in a post. I want to be remembered
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
is this you as well
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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.
as in
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.
plato