so the method has to be autonomous


lol

i have read not even 1 book

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

yeah

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

or never left

I am below everything.

really i want the internet

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

much more tactility

that looks like my instagram account

not their contents

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

idk

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

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.

It Will Get Lighter

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

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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life