barren land

Better Lift

It Will Get Lighter


I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

no longer writing in the third person

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

2 (actually index). two is company

sorry i am texting like a slav


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

that looks like my instagram account

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things


whats your name?

your feed looks like my tumblr

in a post. I want to be remembered

I Write Goodbye Letter

really i want the internet

lol

send link


you have a beautiful account btw

Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.

It Will Get Lighter

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

it is hopeful