so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Rain, starting

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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

really i want the internet

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 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.

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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but really the thing should be autonomous

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

you have a beautiful account btw

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

brb i will read and reply sincerely