Today I felt like starting

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

hiding from the rain

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

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.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

send your tumblr

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

brb i will read and reply sincerely