it is hopeful

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

I am below everything.

no like which do people call me

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Worse Lift

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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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

2 (actually index). two is company

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 was tempted to lie about my name

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

ahnaf abrar

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

so an active mazelike process

13, H, grate

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

i want to do that too

thank you