The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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

send link

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

bro i read nothing in my life

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

was it worth it

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i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i really havent

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

and the fake qualifier

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

you cannot feed someone truth

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."