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if you still listen to this, i appreciate you. as someone who makes multiple voicenotes every day, i kept putting off which text or vnote/journal entry would be the last one to include here. immediately after recording this, i thought of this quiet corner. i can practically feel the little cozy game-like character running frantically from their tiny desk with a single sheet of paper to where the h...

i’m on the train right now. photo: love is reminding your friend to eat bc you know they will forget as soon as they lock in for the next 6 hours.

*deeply apologize for the background, didn’t realize my radiators were so loud 🥲* anyways. processing this time as an artist. and having a breakthrough?

text to one of my best friends after a lecture on the women of the surrealist movement. photo: “a perfect dark n stormy from my new favorite bar café by the park today.” — text to same homie.

shameless. s6e7. i am very stressed. lip’s first heartbreak. the show shifting into a new gear. I DIDNT EVEN TALK ABOUT CARL!!! 😫😫😫😫 i cannot play during the next episode. let me just chill 😭 photo: my last screengrab/next pickup. also, what it looks like when the council screams at me.

thinking out loud. photo: my street yesterday, my neighbor sent this.

crying to my best friend about my ex removing me from our shared iphone photo album. that really hurt my feelings and caught me off guard. she also kicked me off netflix, but that hurt far less and was maybe even expected. just feels like wow, was i even there? it’s so jarring that everyone i date seems to just evaporate from my existence. did we even happen? where is she? did i dream it all and w...

and then we broke up.

i’m excited. this is a good, happy, productive, rainy, moody, cozy day. photo: binging nashville still. i miss a slow burn show. yearning for more plot. needing the story to grow and build and widen. for the storytellers.

and another thing: like i told my gf, there’s literally not a man on this planet i’m going to go back and forth with someone about. especially not one that’s categorically not a good person. insane. but enlightening. makes friendships stronger. which sidebar: i saw a video today about how surface level and lonely male friendships are and it’s because women and femmes do the labor of learning each...

putting pieces together. (tyfrm) photo: text from my love “Very light skin of you, love to see it” and i took that personally 🥲

“the last vision board”. 2025. mixed media. for tyfrm.

long story short. episode 8. eye of the storm. parents being seen by their children. photo: currently watching

dickinson finale. I STILL HAVE SO MUCH OF THE EPISODE TO GO!! ugh i can’t wait to talk about this on the podcast bc my heart. MY HEART. i cannot talk it. photo: i saved this today and it’s fitting.

more dickinson + thoughts + downloads photo: the last meme i downloaded (which was today lol)

my mentor be spittinnnnn. photo: swag from an event with adobe. i got a year of free creative cloud from this joint. i can’t wait to sit and actually be able to use it.

we’re all living in grief. life is a long funeral (or maybe repass). and not all funerals are sad. many are joyous celebrations of life. but grief and mourning are constants. photo: this idiot burned down his sims house by accident and couldn’t do anything until it was over (he ended the live before then). in the meantime, someone in the chat said to recreate the girl in front of burning building...

sent to my love. photo: girl dinner.

emily dickinson. photo: mind you, i had a cutwater after this so yeah, im gonna go lay down.

https://giphy.com/gifs/real-housewives-new-york-read-PWT8AptmKh7TW photo: the honey bee 🍯🥃

my mentor said i sound much happier when im working and that i should listen to my voice notes about work. i will not, but here’s what i send her. photo: my love is very dramatic and adorable 🥹

nonbinary, genderfluid, multi-spirited. idk. whatever. it doesn’t matter fr. context: figuring out what my stepson is gonna address me as. he prolly has a better idea than either of us idiots trying to figure it out fr. photo: someone asked me about my flag and i got to explain my Black american pride.

staycation with my love. resetting and recharging our relationship. it’s been a beautiful few days. god i love this woman—in all her clumsiness. photo: i finished lost records: bloom & rage. fucking amazing.

voicenote to my mentor. also helped to say this outloud. i needed to here this too. photo: say hi to the plant growing in my window.

abandoning this diary for a while.