there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
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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.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike


Rain, starting

It Will Get Lighter

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting



I Write Goodbye Letter

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.