with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
or never left
i dont understand magnetisation
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
have you read
sorry i am texting like a slav
feel you
which magnetises chains of pins
plato
its good
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.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
Better Lift
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59