a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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

"Put a blanket."

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

idk

Better Lift

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i really havent

Style

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

2 (actually index). two is company

bro i read nothing in my life

hello reader,

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

that looks like my instagram account

i dont understand magnetisation