yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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.

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.

hiding from the rain

i see a website

13, H, grate

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext


and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

whats your name?

god being the centre magnet

i dont understand magnetisation

kind of mythopoesis

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.


i want to do that too

Better Lift

abrar?

sorry i am texting like a slav