I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
feel you
and the fake qualifier
was it worth it
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
i love it here
have you read
December 2025
i was tempted to lie about my name
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
its good
idk
bro i read nothing in my life
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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
yes
whats your name?
like magnets
is everyoneback on tumblr now
hello reader,
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged