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.

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.

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

really i want the internet

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

i see a website

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

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

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

you have a beautiful account btw

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

is everyoneback on tumblr now

that looks like my instagram account

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk