Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
December 2025
the site i am dreaming
i really havent
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.
send link
bro i read nothing in my life
...
lol yea
and the fake qualifier
magnetisation/form
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
what do you mean
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
hello reader,
as in
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
plato
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i was tempted to lie about my name