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

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

not their contents

you have a beautiful account btw

Picture

It's

dusk

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

much more tactility

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

I am below everything.

"Put a blanket."

Can I see

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

i see a website

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

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Thank you, Jack

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse