The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

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

no i haven't really read anything

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

ahnaf abrar

It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

fw

its good

idk

your feed looks like my tumblr

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

what do you mean

like magnets

barren land


is this you as well

magnetises a pin

no longer writing in the third person

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.

yeah

plato

feel you

Slug

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

Picture

or never left

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf