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

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

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

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

really i want the internet

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

we can only engage in such a way

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?

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now


what do you think my name is

i was tempted to lie about my name

idk

what do you mean

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

i understand

yes

isaac

magnetises a pin

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

lol

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Thank you, Jack

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

feel you

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

bro i read nothing in my life

its good

was it worth it

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

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.