"Put a blanket."
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
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
autonomy of learning
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
you have a beautiful account btw
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me