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.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Thank you, Jack

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

Slug

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

no longer writing in the third person

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

It Will Get Lighter

Better Lift

...

all that is to say

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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

magnetisation/form