Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
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.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
as in
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
god being the centre magnet
it is hopeful
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Can I see