And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"




It Will Get Lighter

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

hiding from the rain

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

It Will Get Lighter

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

division of reality is straying away from it

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

...

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

Style

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

bro i read nothing in my life

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

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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

not their contents

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.