no i haven't really read anything

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

ahnaf abrar

have you read

i was tempted to lie about my name

what do you think my name is

we need to be deconstructing our identities

2 (actually index). two is company

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

sorry i am texting like a slav

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

i dont understand magnetisation

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?

yeah

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

its good short few pages

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.

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

autonomy of learning