A dark forest dimly illuminated solely by midnight clouds is an irreproducible sight. Wholly natural and beautiful, glowing in silence.
No photograph can ever truly describe it, the technology doesn’t exist to capture the sliver of light, the air, the solitude.
No photograph can ever truly describe it, the technology doesn’t exist to capture the sliver of light, the air, the solitude.
September 28, 2025 at 6:30 AM
A dark forest dimly illuminated solely by midnight clouds is an irreproducible sight. Wholly natural and beautiful, glowing in silence.
No photograph can ever truly describe it, the technology doesn’t exist to capture the sliver of light, the air, the solitude.
No photograph can ever truly describe it, the technology doesn’t exist to capture the sliver of light, the air, the solitude.
Lovely day out. Definitely Pilsner weather.
May 3, 2025 at 7:28 PM
Lovely day out. Definitely Pilsner weather.
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I don't want an AI that renders images that vaguely resemble Ghibli films. I want an AI - or just a regular I - that informs everyone the man's name was Yoshifumi Kondo, he's the guy who designed the characters you think of when you think of "Ghibli", and he died in 1998 at age 47 from overwork
March 27, 2025 at 7:10 AM
I don't want an AI that renders images that vaguely resemble Ghibli films. I want an AI - or just a regular I - that informs everyone the man's name was Yoshifumi Kondo, he's the guy who designed the characters you think of when you think of "Ghibli", and he died in 1998 at age 47 from overwork
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Trans rights are human rights. 🏳️⚧️
January 20, 2025 at 8:59 PM
Trans rights are human rights. 🏳️⚧️
Having just watched Babygirl last night; The point still stands, lol
Fuck, sometimes you just want a tall cold glass of milk, you know?
December 30, 2024 at 8:21 PM
Having just watched Babygirl last night; The point still stands, lol
The winter coat I haven’t worn in a year always got stories to tell. Is this where I was at a year ago?
Pockets full of receipts and ticket stubs, gum, an unused condom. A few strands of hair from a dog that isn’t mine, that’s still clinging on. A waist that fits more snugly than I last remember.
Pockets full of receipts and ticket stubs, gum, an unused condom. A few strands of hair from a dog that isn’t mine, that’s still clinging on. A waist that fits more snugly than I last remember.
November 16, 2024 at 2:09 AM
The winter coat I haven’t worn in a year always got stories to tell. Is this where I was at a year ago?
Pockets full of receipts and ticket stubs, gum, an unused condom. A few strands of hair from a dog that isn’t mine, that’s still clinging on. A waist that fits more snugly than I last remember.
Pockets full of receipts and ticket stubs, gum, an unused condom. A few strands of hair from a dog that isn’t mine, that’s still clinging on. A waist that fits more snugly than I last remember.
Are there folks who hear “okay” as a response to asking how I’m doing as a bad thing? Okay seems okay to me. Maybe not as good as good, but better than not okay. It’s okay.
Don’t feel like doing the exuding positivity thing every morning I clock in, you know? Don’t hold my okay-ness against me.
Don’t feel like doing the exuding positivity thing every morning I clock in, you know? Don’t hold my okay-ness against me.
September 25, 2024 at 6:00 PM
Are there folks who hear “okay” as a response to asking how I’m doing as a bad thing? Okay seems okay to me. Maybe not as good as good, but better than not okay. It’s okay.
Don’t feel like doing the exuding positivity thing every morning I clock in, you know? Don’t hold my okay-ness against me.
Don’t feel like doing the exuding positivity thing every morning I clock in, you know? Don’t hold my okay-ness against me.
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She is cooking his orange ass. And I am pleased to see it.
September 11, 2024 at 1:34 AM
She is cooking his orange ass. And I am pleased to see it.
Fuck, sometimes you just want a tall cold glass of milk, you know?
August 13, 2024 at 3:59 AM
Fuck, sometimes you just want a tall cold glass of milk, you know?
Heard someone say it and it feels true; spring doesn’t exist in New York anymore. Not like it used to. We just keep oscillating between summer and winter for the months between January and June.
May 12, 2024 at 6:14 AM
Heard someone say it and it feels true; spring doesn’t exist in New York anymore. Not like it used to. We just keep oscillating between summer and winter for the months between January and June.
My only real regret as of late is that I bought a new sweater at the beginning of sweater weather a few months back, and only just now remembered to wear it, at the end of said sweater weather.
Fits pretty nice, too. Shame.
Fits pretty nice, too. Shame.
March 2, 2024 at 12:46 AM
My only real regret as of late is that I bought a new sweater at the beginning of sweater weather a few months back, and only just now remembered to wear it, at the end of said sweater weather.
Fits pretty nice, too. Shame.
Fits pretty nice, too. Shame.
Having the nicest burger I’ve ever had, in a nice little restaurant, on a cool autumn evening was enough to briefly remind me what being a human feels like again. It’s been too long.
September 28, 2023 at 1:50 AM
Having the nicest burger I’ve ever had, in a nice little restaurant, on a cool autumn evening was enough to briefly remind me what being a human feels like again. It’s been too long.