I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
hiding from the rain
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.god being the centre magnet
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
ion
its good
have you read
no i haven't really read anything
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
abrar?
we need to be deconstructing our identities
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03