Thank you, Jack
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
the site i am dreaming
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
I am below everything.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl