ahnaf abrar
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
propensity within someone
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
hiding from the rain
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something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"Put a blanket."
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
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.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
lol yea
god being the centre magnet
yeah
have you read
sorry i am texting like a slav
barren land
its good
fw