Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41


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.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

no longer writing in the third person

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Rain, starting

bro i read nothing in my life

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

i really havent

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

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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

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

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.

2 (actually index). two is company

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

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

the site i am dreaming

It Will Get Lighter