And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
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.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
brb i will read and reply sincerely
it is hopeful
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
really i want the internet
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
in a post. I want to be remembered
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 wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext