Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
kind of mythopoesis
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
the site i am dreaming
i really havent
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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50