and the fake qualifier

Rain, starting

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

thank you

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

Picture

was it worth it

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

not so on: yvf(wthw)

bro i read nothing in my life

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️


what do you mean

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

barren land

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

no longer writing in the third person

is everyoneback on tumblr now

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

kind of mythopoesis

no like which do people call me

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49