in a post. I want to be remembered

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


Rain, starting

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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.

Better Lift

It Will Get Lighter

It's dusk in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox. It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache. I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

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

propensity within someone

idk

all that is to say

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

not their contents

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

your feed looks like my tumblr