I Write Goodbye Letter

Slug

wait what is that

...

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i really havent

have you read

god being the centre magnet

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

its performative

its good short few pages

not so on: yvf(wthw)

autonomy of learning

not their contents

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

thank you

propensity within someone

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

13, H, grate

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

isaac newton

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

hiding from the rain