After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i was tempted to lie about my name

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

"Put a blanket."

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Worse Lift

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

It Will Get Lighter

I am below everything.

Rain, starting

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

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

like first name

brb i will read and reply sincerely

like magnets

ahnaf abrar

bro i read nothing in my life

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.