Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

it is hopeful

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Today I felt like starting

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

fw

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

I am below everything.

division of reality is straying away from it

propensity within someone

Better Lift

feel you

what do you think my name is

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

magnetisation/form

Style

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

all that is to say

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

no like which do people call me