We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

but i respect your search

Worse Lift

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It Will Get Lighter

It Will Get Lighter


ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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it is hopeful

magnetises a pin

like first name

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

plato

is this you as well

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

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

its good

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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.

you have a beautiful account btw

bro i read nothing in my life