Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Rain, starting

in a post. I want to be remembered

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"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

all that is to say

brb i will read and reply sincerely

so the method has to be autonomous

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Worse Lift

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Today I felt like starting

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

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

much more tactility

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.