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it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
i see a website
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.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
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
I am below everything.
"Put a blanket."
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
its performative
feel you
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
like first name
currently