"Put a blanket."
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
what do you think my name is
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.we want to live the knowledge too live the content
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
lol
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
bro i read nothing in my life
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okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
yeah
in a post. I want to be remembered
plato
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
kind of mythopoesis
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
ahnaf abrar