I am below everything.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

feel you

no like which do people call me

abrar?

that looks like my instagram account

send your tumblr

Can I see

idk

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

...

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

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

i have read not even 1 book

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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.

fw

It Will Get Lighter

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

the site i am dreaming

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.