It Will Get Lighter

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

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

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

the site i am dreaming

and the fake qualifier

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

hello reader,

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

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

But seriously, thank you, Jack

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

lol


wait what is that

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

that looks like my instagram account