magnetises a pin

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

ahnaf abrar

no like which do people call me

December 2025

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i was tempted to lie about my name

your feed looks like my tumblr

was it worth it

that looks like my instagram account

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

ion

i really havent

have you read


send your tumblr

lol yea

like first name

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

yeah

idk

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

you have a beautiful account btw

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

Thank you, Jack

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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


We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

It Will Get Lighter