it is hopeful
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.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
in a post. I want to be remembered
Lift Analysis
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i love it here
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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
send your tumblr
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
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?
feel you
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
all that is to say
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
isaac newton
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.its good
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
the site i am dreaming
like magnets
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then