i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.


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and the fake qualifier

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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

the site i am dreaming

I Write Goodbye Letter


lol

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i have read not even 1 book

not so on: yvf(wthw)

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

wait what is that

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

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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.

your feed looks like my tumblr

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine