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


There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

13, H, grate

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

I Write Goodbye Letter

lol

...

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate