no i haven't really read anything

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

but i respect your search

thank you

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.

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

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

was it worth it

the site i am dreaming

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.

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

Rain, starting

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

"Put a blanket."

wait what is that

really i want the internet

Slug

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

in a post. I want to be remembered