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

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

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

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.

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

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

Style

"Put a blanket."

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

bro i read nothing in my life

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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

Picture

magnetisation/form

not so on: yvf(wthw)

feel you