the site i am dreaming

hiding from the rain

Can I see

currently

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.



It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

Better Lift

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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

division of reality is straying away from it

much more tactility

have you read

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

IWGD

you have a beautiful account btw

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time