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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

It Will Get Lighter

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Rain, starting

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

kind of mythopoesis

"Put a blanket."

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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.

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.

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

its good short few pages

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

idk

its good

magnetises a pin

I am below everything.