Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

its performative

I am below everything.

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

really i want the internet

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note. 
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you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

ahnaf abrar

2 (actually index). two is company

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression


your feed looks like my tumblr
"Put a blanket."

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?