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.

December 2025

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.

It Will Get Lighter

this will be about a slug

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

...

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

wait what is that

I Write Goodbye Letter

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.

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

...

Thank you, Jack

It Will Get Lighter

division of reality is straying away from it

your feed looks like my tumblr

i understand

so at the end

was it worth it

and the fake qualifier

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

like first name

i love it here

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

all that is to say

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people