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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

you have a beautiful account btw

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

but i respect your search

yes

Today I felt like starting


"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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brb i will read and reply sincerely

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Thank you, Jack

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Picture

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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


Lift Analysis

It Will Get Lighter