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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Worse Lift

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.

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like magnets

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i was tempted to lie about my name

god being the centre magnet

its good

yeah

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.

is this you as well

ahnaf abrar