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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

ahnaf abrar

thank you

fw

hiding from the rain

we can only engage in such a way

propensity within someone

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

and the fake qualifier

Style

whats your name?

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

so at the end

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

i really havent

its good

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.

like first name

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

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.

no longer writing in the third person

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.