and the fake qualifier
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
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.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Today I felt like starting
but i respect your search
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
currently
magnetises a pin
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
feel you
you have a beautiful account btw