no longer writing in the third person
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Today I felt like starting
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.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
hiding from the rain