plato

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?

lol

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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its good short few pages

we need to be deconstructing our identities

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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i have read not even 1 book

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

fw

god being the centre magnet

lol yea

IWGD

no longer writing in the third person

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

Better Lift

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Thank you, Jack

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

like first name



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

abrar?

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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