no longer writing in the third person

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

Picture

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

bro i read nothing in my life

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

was it worth it

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03