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


Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

no longer writing in the third person

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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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.

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49


i really havent

IWGD

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

the site i am dreaming

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

Thank you, Jack

Slug

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

you cannot feed someone truth

I Write Goodbye Letter


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life