currently

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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?

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.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I am below everything.

Better Lift

what do you think my name is

the site i am dreaming

i love it here

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

your feed looks like my tumblr

Worse Lift

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

you cannot feed someone truth

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

or never left

division of reality is straying away from it