Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
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.
really i want the internet
it is hopeful
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
much more tactility
magnetises a pin
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos