a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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.

It Will Get Lighter

isaac newton

feel you

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

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

13, H, grate

"Put a blanket."

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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

not their contents

ahnaf abrar

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

or never left

in a post. I want to be remembered

so at the end

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

lol

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

propensity within someone

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

its good

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext