"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

13, H, grate

It's

dusk

It Will Get Lighter

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Style

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

I Write Goodbye Letter

is this you as well

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Worse Lift

fw

much more tactility

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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.