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this isn't my body I just live here
everything I want to say comes out like 'I don't know', 'what am I trying to say'
I've switched to the new new new twitter where we beam thoughts directly to other minds and silently swear/cry/fave
and there is a gentleness in how a person is full of warm blood and how easily it can escape into a cold world
a series of chords that remind you of a certain time of day, of a deep blue sky
TIL how bad something personal feels is a direct result of how much you felt you deserved it
thought of a good tweet but then I looked at the moon for a while and then I didn't have it anymore
violin mutes make the loudest silences like you are playing on a planet with no atmosphere, the air sucked from your lungs romantically
read so much about a new IBD drug I forget everything about myself, whose cat is this what's that sound what's sleep
artist/writer is probably the closest one can get to 'professional alone person'
why throw out the old year when it just needs a fresh coat of paint, not so bad now, see? (that movie thing where everything collapses)
my cat got lonely while I was sleeping, tried to nudge my sleeping hand in case I had forgotten how to pet cats
dead roadside deer update: five enormous vultures with black wings the color of pencil lead
dream that people of Red, Blue and Green battled for centuries before uniting under a white candle flame
my art practice best described as repeatedly falling off bicycles
got some brain fog making most forms of thinking impossible, life is 5x more wondrous, imagine how beautiful without any kind of mind
none of those things are related though they could be
those who think there is an exactly right thing to say or a way to exist, vs. those who know there isn't
instead I stood outside on the porch and breathed in the dark air
I am training the ocean to speak, muroljffd it says we are getting somewhere