Today I felt like starting
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.
or never left
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
no longer writing in the third person
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
magnetises a pin
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.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
its good short few pages
feel you
in a post. I want to be remembered
like magnets
barren land
whats your name?
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
yes
i understand
what do you think my name is
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine