as in
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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.
Today I felt like starting
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
I am below everything.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
in a post. I want to be remembered
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
wait what is that
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
and the fake qualifier
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
send link
its performative
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
whats your name?