no longer writing in the third person
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
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
really i want the internet
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
i really havent
i really havent
bro i read nothing in my life
is this you as well
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
December 2025
plato
its good short few pages
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
and the fake qualifier
and the fake qualifier
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
send your tumblr
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
is everyoneback on tumblr now
magnetises a pin
isaac newton
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class