i have read not even 1 book

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

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

is everyoneback on tumblr now

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

magnetises a pin

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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.

i want to do that too

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

like first name

have you read

yeah

its good

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

ahnaf abrar

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

or never left

barren land