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𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗶𝗠𝗲𝗮𝗻.𝗶𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮 "𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲" 𝗯𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗻— 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻´𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁, 𝗰𝘂𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗻𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗻𝘁.
𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 ~ 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗱.
𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 ~ 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗱.
Okay?l, I’m gonna do something dumb as all fuck, silly goose, hoping something- expecting nothing.
Anyone wanna have a tele party for Valentine’s with me? We can watch something romantic like… Alien… 😅
Anyone wanna have a tele party for Valentine’s with me? We can watch something romantic like… Alien… 😅
February 15, 2026 at 1:15 AM
Okay?l, I’m gonna do something dumb as all fuck, silly goose, hoping something- expecting nothing.
Anyone wanna have a tele party for Valentine’s with me? We can watch something romantic like… Alien… 😅
Anyone wanna have a tele party for Valentine’s with me? We can watch something romantic like… Alien… 😅
Happy 14th. Went out for a day between mementos and tokens of stories.
To y’all spending SVD alone- no sugarcoating… it maybe sucks, right? But not many people get to say “I spent it with the only person that will always stay by my side, no matter what.” So there’s that.
Say “duh” but that counts.
To y’all spending SVD alone- no sugarcoating… it maybe sucks, right? But not many people get to say “I spent it with the only person that will always stay by my side, no matter what.” So there’s that.
Say “duh” but that counts.
February 14, 2026 at 9:15 PM
Happy 14th. Went out for a day between mementos and tokens of stories.
To y’all spending SVD alone- no sugarcoating… it maybe sucks, right? But not many people get to say “I spent it with the only person that will always stay by my side, no matter what.” So there’s that.
Say “duh” but that counts.
To y’all spending SVD alone- no sugarcoating… it maybe sucks, right? But not many people get to say “I spent it with the only person that will always stay by my side, no matter what.” So there’s that.
Say “duh” but that counts.
The view from here makes everything look like a peaceful, miniature version of itself. Manageable. In stillness. Quiet.
Even nightly birds seem slower. They’re gentle when looking down. They have a pact with the updraft. my fingers mimic them, hovering, without disturbing the air.
💜
Even nightly birds seem slower. They’re gentle when looking down. They have a pact with the updraft. my fingers mimic them, hovering, without disturbing the air.
💜
February 5, 2026 at 8:25 AM
The view from here makes everything look like a peaceful, miniature version of itself. Manageable. In stillness. Quiet.
Even nightly birds seem slower. They’re gentle when looking down. They have a pact with the updraft. my fingers mimic them, hovering, without disturbing the air.
💜
Even nightly birds seem slower. They’re gentle when looking down. They have a pact with the updraft. my fingers mimic them, hovering, without disturbing the air.
💜
Finished my lyrics Plugin. Cypher:
/ • • • • | • • Oh - | - - • You | swore upon an
/ end - - less | - - star - | • • a seal | • against the
/ dark • • • | • • • • | • • • now | silence is the
/ shape • that • | you • carve • | - as your e | cho leaves a
/ scar - - - | • • your mark - | • • • • |
/ • • • • | • • Oh - | - - • You | swore upon an
/ end - - less | - - star - | • • a seal | • against the
/ dark • • • | • • • • | • • • now | silence is the
/ shape • that • | you • carve • | - as your e | cho leaves a
/ scar - - - | • • your mark - | • • • • |
February 5, 2026 at 7:21 AM
Finished my lyrics Plugin. Cypher:
/ • • • • | • • Oh - | - - • You | swore upon an
/ end - - less | - - star - | • • a seal | • against the
/ dark • • • | • • • • | • • • now | silence is the
/ shape • that • | you • carve • | - as your e | cho leaves a
/ scar - - - | • • your mark - | • • • • |
/ • • • • | • • Oh - | - - • You | swore upon an
/ end - - less | - - star - | • • a seal | • against the
/ dark • • • | • • • • | • • • now | silence is the
/ shape • that • | you • carve • | - as your e | cho leaves a
/ scar - - - | • • your mark - | • • • • |
Well, this is drawing to a close.
117. That’s a nice number.
Tonight is good. I’m driving and insomnia is my copilot.
117. That’s a nice number.
Tonight is good. I’m driving and insomnia is my copilot.
February 5, 2026 at 6:55 AM
Well, this is drawing to a close.
117. That’s a nice number.
Tonight is good. I’m driving and insomnia is my copilot.
117. That’s a nice number.
Tonight is good. I’m driving and insomnia is my copilot.
I was thinking. I didn’t even use my winter coat last year. Or the extra quilt. I suppose I just wanted it to be cold enough to merit it.
February 5, 2026 at 6:49 AM
I was thinking. I didn’t even use my winter coat last year. Or the extra quilt. I suppose I just wanted it to be cold enough to merit it.
The barista spelled my name right today. It was such a small, profound kindness, I almost told her everything.
February 5, 2026 at 6:39 AM
The barista spelled my name right today. It was such a small, profound kindness, I almost told her everything.
I finally changed the lightbulb in the hallway. Threw the paper lamp away. It’s so much brighter now. It’s horrible.
February 5, 2026 at 6:37 AM
I finally changed the lightbulb in the hallway. Threw the paper lamp away. It’s so much brighter now. It’s horrible.
There’s a crease in the passenger seat that looks like your shadow. It keeps me:
Turning my head.
Company.
Both.
Turning my head.
Company.
Both.
February 5, 2026 at 6:32 AM
There’s a crease in the passenger seat that looks like your shadow. It keeps me:
Turning my head.
Company.
Both.
Turning my head.
Company.
Both.
Of course I know the way you inhale before something goes wrong.
It’s sweet, in a naive kind of way.
It’s sweet, in a naive kind of way.
February 5, 2026 at 5:20 AM
Of course I know the way you inhale before something goes wrong.
It’s sweet, in a naive kind of way.
It’s sweet, in a naive kind of way.
You're not a pioneer, but a passerby on a trail reopened, renamed. The mirage broke the compass- tore the map.
What now?
Now you tread on it to and fro. You reshape its earth to envelop your passage til its soil can never forget the feel of your step, your stride, your stampede.
Then, you leave.
What now?
Now you tread on it to and fro. You reshape its earth to envelop your passage til its soil can never forget the feel of your step, your stride, your stampede.
Then, you leave.
February 5, 2026 at 5:05 AM
You're not a pioneer, but a passerby on a trail reopened, renamed. The mirage broke the compass- tore the map.
What now?
Now you tread on it to and fro. You reshape its earth to envelop your passage til its soil can never forget the feel of your step, your stride, your stampede.
Then, you leave.
What now?
Now you tread on it to and fro. You reshape its earth to envelop your passage til its soil can never forget the feel of your step, your stride, your stampede.
Then, you leave.
Okay - rant…
Oh my fucking god, some people have such a natural skill of just diluting every ounce of creative spontaneity to the most uninterestingly predictable common denominator.
Being average is not a skill average a skill, but if it was, damn, they’d elevate if to a fucking art form. 🙄
#fts
Oh my fucking god, some people have such a natural skill of just diluting every ounce of creative spontaneity to the most uninterestingly predictable common denominator.
Being average is not a skill average a skill, but if it was, damn, they’d elevate if to a fucking art form. 🙄
#fts
February 4, 2026 at 6:29 PM
Okay - rant…
Oh my fucking god, some people have such a natural skill of just diluting every ounce of creative spontaneity to the most uninterestingly predictable common denominator.
Being average is not a skill average a skill, but if it was, damn, they’d elevate if to a fucking art form. 🙄
#fts
Oh my fucking god, some people have such a natural skill of just diluting every ounce of creative spontaneity to the most uninterestingly predictable common denominator.
Being average is not a skill average a skill, but if it was, damn, they’d elevate if to a fucking art form. 🙄
#fts
RPG design to the rescue…
Break up the “character” into attributes; Dexterity-Physique-Intelligence-Empathy-Endurance-Intuition-Loyalty-Charisma.
What’s the highest one?
And the lowest?
Does the highest compensate for the lack of the lowest? Exactly. It doesn’t.
Now go hit that shuffle button. 👍🏼
Break up the “character” into attributes; Dexterity-Physique-Intelligence-Empathy-Endurance-Intuition-Loyalty-Charisma.
What’s the highest one?
And the lowest?
Does the highest compensate for the lack of the lowest? Exactly. It doesn’t.
Now go hit that shuffle button. 👍🏼
February 4, 2026 at 5:42 PM
RPG design to the rescue…
Break up the “character” into attributes; Dexterity-Physique-Intelligence-Empathy-Endurance-Intuition-Loyalty-Charisma.
What’s the highest one?
And the lowest?
Does the highest compensate for the lack of the lowest? Exactly. It doesn’t.
Now go hit that shuffle button. 👍🏼
Break up the “character” into attributes; Dexterity-Physique-Intelligence-Empathy-Endurance-Intuition-Loyalty-Charisma.
What’s the highest one?
And the lowest?
Does the highest compensate for the lack of the lowest? Exactly. It doesn’t.
Now go hit that shuffle button. 👍🏼
I seem like “a good choice”? Wait till I arrive at 4 am with a scapbook, too many extra socks, questionable snacks, and start talking about my hyper-focus on typography and knives like the conversation had already started an hour ago.
Mhmm. Then we’ll talk about how I’m a good choice, darlin’. 😉
Mhmm. Then we’ll talk about how I’m a good choice, darlin’. 😉
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February 4, 2026 at 8:51 AM
I seem like “a good choice”? Wait till I arrive at 4 am with a scapbook, too many extra socks, questionable snacks, and start talking about my hyper-focus on typography and knives like the conversation had already started an hour ago.
Mhmm. Then we’ll talk about how I’m a good choice, darlin’. 😉
Mhmm. Then we’ll talk about how I’m a good choice, darlin’. 😉
Am I the only one that feels— 🤔
No. 😑 ‘Course not. Whatever.
That moment when it’s 23:30 and you think to yourself “Well… that’s all. Today’s over.” And then you… 😖
*TURN THE FUCKING LIGHTS OFF LIKE YOU’RE NAIVE ENOUGH TO THINK YOU’RE GONNA SLEEP ANYTIME SOON.*
OH… The witching hour is nigh. 🥺
No. 😑 ‘Course not. Whatever.
That moment when it’s 23:30 and you think to yourself “Well… that’s all. Today’s over.” And then you… 😖
*TURN THE FUCKING LIGHTS OFF LIKE YOU’RE NAIVE ENOUGH TO THINK YOU’RE GONNA SLEEP ANYTIME SOON.*
OH… The witching hour is nigh. 🥺
February 4, 2026 at 5:43 AM
Am I the only one that feels— 🤔
No. 😑 ‘Course not. Whatever.
That moment when it’s 23:30 and you think to yourself “Well… that’s all. Today’s over.” And then you… 😖
*TURN THE FUCKING LIGHTS OFF LIKE YOU’RE NAIVE ENOUGH TO THINK YOU’RE GONNA SLEEP ANYTIME SOON.*
OH… The witching hour is nigh. 🥺
No. 😑 ‘Course not. Whatever.
That moment when it’s 23:30 and you think to yourself “Well… that’s all. Today’s over.” And then you… 😖
*TURN THE FUCKING LIGHTS OFF LIKE YOU’RE NAIVE ENOUGH TO THINK YOU’RE GONNA SLEEP ANYTIME SOON.*
OH… The witching hour is nigh. 🥺
Phrases one doesn’t hear every day:
“It’s a YES vibrating like a tuning fork dipped in double espresso.”
What the f... 💀
“Ok yes yay” Would have sufficed, but noooo… a SIMILE. Oh, when language brandishes fucking -depth-…
(Note: As Ed Byrne would say: simile… not metaphor. Know your analogies.)
“It’s a YES vibrating like a tuning fork dipped in double espresso.”
What the f... 💀
“Ok yes yay” Would have sufficed, but noooo… a SIMILE. Oh, when language brandishes fucking -depth-…
(Note: As Ed Byrne would say: simile… not metaphor. Know your analogies.)
February 4, 2026 at 5:18 AM
Phrases one doesn’t hear every day:
“It’s a YES vibrating like a tuning fork dipped in double espresso.”
What the f... 💀
“Ok yes yay” Would have sufficed, but noooo… a SIMILE. Oh, when language brandishes fucking -depth-…
(Note: As Ed Byrne would say: simile… not metaphor. Know your analogies.)
“It’s a YES vibrating like a tuning fork dipped in double espresso.”
What the f... 💀
“Ok yes yay” Would have sufficed, but noooo… a SIMILE. Oh, when language brandishes fucking -depth-…
(Note: As Ed Byrne would say: simile… not metaphor. Know your analogies.)
A: “Broken Benjamin? Heard of ‘em. Metal band with emo dude. 💅
B (me): “Br- 😖 …K, sit your butt down. 😑
A: “Oh, you’re gonna… Blow Me Away?” 🤭
B: “Ha. Cute. No, tough girl. Ashes of Eden.” 😏
[chorus 2]
…
A: “Tsshhuh” 🫥
B: “Come again?” 🤨
A: “I SAID TISSUE!!!” 😭
B: “No.” 😌
[cues “Failure”]
B (me): “Br- 😖 …K, sit your butt down. 😑
A: “Oh, you’re gonna… Blow Me Away?” 🤭
B: “Ha. Cute. No, tough girl. Ashes of Eden.” 😏
[chorus 2]
…
A: “Tsshhuh” 🫥
B: “Come again?” 🤨
A: “I SAID TISSUE!!!” 😭
B: “No.” 😌
[cues “Failure”]
February 4, 2026 at 3:13 AM
A: “Broken Benjamin? Heard of ‘em. Metal band with emo dude. 💅
B (me): “Br- 😖 …K, sit your butt down. 😑
A: “Oh, you’re gonna… Blow Me Away?” 🤭
B: “Ha. Cute. No, tough girl. Ashes of Eden.” 😏
[chorus 2]
…
A: “Tsshhuh” 🫥
B: “Come again?” 🤨
A: “I SAID TISSUE!!!” 😭
B: “No.” 😌
[cues “Failure”]
B (me): “Br- 😖 …K, sit your butt down. 😑
A: “Oh, you’re gonna… Blow Me Away?” 🤭
B: “Ha. Cute. No, tough girl. Ashes of Eden.” 😏
[chorus 2]
…
A: “Tsshhuh” 🫥
B: “Come again?” 🤨
A: “I SAID TISSUE!!!” 😭
B: “No.” 😌
[cues “Failure”]
«
I don’t wanna change the world.
I just want to leave it colder.
——
I will not bow. I will not break.
I will shut the world away.
——
I will not fall. I will not fade.
I will take your breath away.
»
- My BB.
I don’t wanna change the world.
I just want to leave it colder.
——
I will not bow. I will not break.
I will shut the world away.
——
I will not fall. I will not fade.
I will take your breath away.
»
- My BB.
February 4, 2026 at 2:26 AM
«
I don’t wanna change the world.
I just want to leave it colder.
——
I will not bow. I will not break.
I will shut the world away.
——
I will not fall. I will not fade.
I will take your breath away.
»
- My BB.
I don’t wanna change the world.
I just want to leave it colder.
——
I will not bow. I will not break.
I will shut the world away.
——
I will not fall. I will not fade.
I will take your breath away.
»
- My BB.
I have no idea what I’m doing… yet, somehow, I’m still - fucking - doing it.
[coughs confidently]
That’s on me. But, the fact that me wearing a T-shirt reading “NOT MY CIRCUS” is not dissuading any monkeys, is on them.
[coughs confidently]
That’s on me. But, the fact that me wearing a T-shirt reading “NOT MY CIRCUS” is not dissuading any monkeys, is on them.
February 4, 2026 at 1:07 AM
I have no idea what I’m doing… yet, somehow, I’m still - fucking - doing it.
[coughs confidently]
That’s on me. But, the fact that me wearing a T-shirt reading “NOT MY CIRCUS” is not dissuading any monkeys, is on them.
[coughs confidently]
That’s on me. But, the fact that me wearing a T-shirt reading “NOT MY CIRCUS” is not dissuading any monkeys, is on them.
It freaks me out what scroll-culture calls learning… “Saw it, saved it, know it” like a dead insect pinned behind glass.
NO. Learning needs more wiring: detect the need, orbit the idea, break its echo chamber, train with it, apply it.
When I can teach it forward… the circuit closes and… sparks.
NO. Learning needs more wiring: detect the need, orbit the idea, break its echo chamber, train with it, apply it.
When I can teach it forward… the circuit closes and… sparks.
February 3, 2026 at 7:24 PM
It freaks me out what scroll-culture calls learning… “Saw it, saved it, know it” like a dead insect pinned behind glass.
NO. Learning needs more wiring: detect the need, orbit the idea, break its echo chamber, train with it, apply it.
When I can teach it forward… the circuit closes and… sparks.
NO. Learning needs more wiring: detect the need, orbit the idea, break its echo chamber, train with it, apply it.
When I can teach it forward… the circuit closes and… sparks.
Say “no, you didn’t eat tacos today.”
I’ll present a voice rec. of the order, hacked CCTV footage of my silly ass eating a fucking pastor, and a pic with metadata holding the newspaper and my taquero, plus a note time stamped yesterday reading “youwilldoubtthetacos.txt”.
Thank’s PTSD & paranoia.
I’ll present a voice rec. of the order, hacked CCTV footage of my silly ass eating a fucking pastor, and a pic with metadata holding the newspaper and my taquero, plus a note time stamped yesterday reading “youwilldoubtthetacos.txt”.
Thank’s PTSD & paranoia.
February 3, 2026 at 6:02 AM
Say “no, you didn’t eat tacos today.”
I’ll present a voice rec. of the order, hacked CCTV footage of my silly ass eating a fucking pastor, and a pic with metadata holding the newspaper and my taquero, plus a note time stamped yesterday reading “youwilldoubtthetacos.txt”.
Thank’s PTSD & paranoia.
I’ll present a voice rec. of the order, hacked CCTV footage of my silly ass eating a fucking pastor, and a pic with metadata holding the newspaper and my taquero, plus a note time stamped yesterday reading “youwilldoubtthetacos.txt”.
Thank’s PTSD & paranoia.
Our trust issues were forged by CD players that scratched our favourite albums…
- We *saved* up money bought new ones.
Your trust issues are being boated in real time by algorithms that watch you as you feed them…
- You *wish* you had a verified badge.
[Sighs in millennial.]
WE’RE NOT THE SAME. 🙂↔️
- We *saved* up money bought new ones.
Your trust issues are being boated in real time by algorithms that watch you as you feed them…
- You *wish* you had a verified badge.
[Sighs in millennial.]
WE’RE NOT THE SAME. 🙂↔️
February 2, 2026 at 9:10 PM
Our trust issues were forged by CD players that scratched our favourite albums…
- We *saved* up money bought new ones.
Your trust issues are being boated in real time by algorithms that watch you as you feed them…
- You *wish* you had a verified badge.
[Sighs in millennial.]
WE’RE NOT THE SAME. 🙂↔️
- We *saved* up money bought new ones.
Your trust issues are being boated in real time by algorithms that watch you as you feed them…
- You *wish* you had a verified badge.
[Sighs in millennial.]
WE’RE NOT THE SAME. 🙂↔️
Random: At one point in my life, I trained to pass polygraph test runs saying *only* false data. (Yes, except baseline)
I passed all 5 rounds, with flying colours. 💅
🤫 Want a hack I later …discovered?
Clench your butt when you’re lying… 😉
🙂↕️ Yep. Like that.
Now you can be a polygraph too! 😆🤭
YW.
I passed all 5 rounds, with flying colours. 💅
🤫 Want a hack I later …discovered?
Clench your butt when you’re lying… 😉
🙂↕️ Yep. Like that.
Now you can be a polygraph too! 😆🤭
YW.
February 2, 2026 at 8:48 PM
Random: At one point in my life, I trained to pass polygraph test runs saying *only* false data. (Yes, except baseline)
I passed all 5 rounds, with flying colours. 💅
🤫 Want a hack I later …discovered?
Clench your butt when you’re lying… 😉
🙂↕️ Yep. Like that.
Now you can be a polygraph too! 😆🤭
YW.
I passed all 5 rounds, with flying colours. 💅
🤫 Want a hack I later …discovered?
Clench your butt when you’re lying… 😉
🙂↕️ Yep. Like that.
Now you can be a polygraph too! 😆🤭
YW.
An email. (Yep. Email is still a thing.) there’s something alluring about just giving out snippets with self-contained context, but little else. They somehow fit into wonder, better. Anyways. I’m going to a quiet place now.
February 2, 2026 at 7:01 PM
An email. (Yep. Email is still a thing.) there’s something alluring about just giving out snippets with self-contained context, but little else. They somehow fit into wonder, better. Anyways. I’m going to a quiet place now.