so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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.

hello reader,

wait what is that

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

...

the site i am dreaming

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

plato

Thank you, Jack

It Will Get Lighter

December 2025

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

your feed looks like my tumblr

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Slug

really i want the internet

fw

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