Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03


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.

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

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

i understand

i have read not even 1 book

which magnetises chains of pins

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

like magnets

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

no like which do people call me

ahnaf abrar

so an active mazelike process

plato

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

currently

i love it here

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

yeah

that looks like my instagram account

as in

Today I felt like starting