your feed looks like my tumblr

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

is this you as well

whats your name?

fw

you cannot feed someone truth

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

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.

propensity within someone

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

so at the end

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

It Will Get Lighter

that looks like my instagram account


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.

I Write Goodbye Letter

what do you think my name is