somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
it is hopeful
your feed looks like my tumblr
or never left
yeah
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
no longer writing in the third person
i really havent
whats your name?
"Put a blanket."
yes
division of reality is straying away from it
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
sorry i am texting like a slav
is everyoneback on tumblr now
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Can I see
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
plato
i love it here
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."