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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Today I felt like starting

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.

Better Lift

Worse Lift

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Style

IWGD

It Will Get Lighter

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

really i want the internet

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

currently

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

yeah

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

is everyoneback on tumblr now

2 (actually index). two is company