your feed looks like my tumblr

really i want the internet

so at the end

It Will Get Lighter

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Worse Lift

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

kind of mythopoesis

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

It Will Get Lighter

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

13, H, grate

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

it is hopeful

so the method has to be autonomous

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i see a website

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.

Can I see

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."