okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

currently

bro i read nothing in my life

send link

was it worth it


hello reader,

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

wait what is that

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

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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.

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