Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

December 2025

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i really havent

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

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

was it worth it

and the fake qualifier

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

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It Will Get Lighter

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Slug

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

wait what is that

send link

the site i am dreaming

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

Can I see

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged