Rain, starting

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 wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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lol

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

idk

I am below everything.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

2 (actually index). two is company

your feed looks like my tumblr

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i really havent