Rain, starting

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos


Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.


a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

i see a website

brb i will read and reply sincerely

13, H, grate

IWGD

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

barren land

was it worth it

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

your feed looks like my tumblr

It Will Get Lighter

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.