Can I see
is this you as well
no like which do people call me
what do you think my name is
i was tempted to lie about my name
and the fake qualifier
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
is everyoneback on tumblr now
division of reality is straying away from it
its good
abrar?
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i understand
autonomy of learning
all that is to say
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
we can only engage in such a way
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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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.