found an old note i wrote to myself that made zero sense. past me was unhinged.
found an old note i wrote to myself that made zero sense. past me was unhinged.
been thinking about how usernames became our real names and real names became passwords.
every browser update breaks something i had finally working
every website wants my email and i have eight of them for exactly this reason
every app wants your phone number now. for "security." sure.
my apartment is too quiet on sundays. need ambient noise but hate the options.
my name is literally a prefix for anonymity and i still overshare online
saturday already feels like it never happened
cleared my cookies again, not sure why i still bother
idle cycles hit different at night
names are temporary. posts are forever. maybe