And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
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.
Today I felt like starting
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
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
hiding from the rain
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
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Better Lift
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me