no like which do people call me

its performative

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

Rain, starting

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

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.

its good short few pages

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

yeah

2 (actually index). two is company

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

but i respect your search

It Will Get Lighter

all that is to say

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

I Write Goodbye Letter

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

much more tactility

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

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.