i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

Better Lift

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Can I see

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Style

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.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

i see a website

so at the end