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a chronological stream of quotes, excerpts, or snippets that have proved to be poignant to me. heavily inspired by literaturegirl.
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July 29, 2026, 12:12 PM
Baby, do you know what you wanna hear?
'Cause you can say the word, make it oh so clear
We're all just searching for a sense of solidarity
To hold each other close and confiscate our destiny
No one wants to leave with a work undone—
We only need a brush we can pass along
July 21, 2026, 2:39 AM
There used to be times when a computer helped a writer. Provided simple tools to focus on composition. Enough screen area to frame a thought. An unsophisticated medium to save a piece of work -- a piece of work worth saving.
More importantly, it would not distract. It would sit quietly waiting for letters to be typed or editing commands to be issued. Unaware that it was a virtue rather than a disadvantage, the computer did not offer any means to switch to another task, look up the current word in a thesaurus, make the sentence bold, or italic, or purple on red background. Or to catch up with the news, to like a photo which had just popped up, to get burried in tweets, to hate a hater and to love a meme, to multitask or fork, let the mind wander away, caffeinate the thought that had been, but no longer was.
— Unknown
July 20, 2026, 1:19 PM
most of life doesn't have hard rules, formulas, or clear logic
it's always been about feeling things out and understanding the spirit of things
majority of people in tech have no idea what this means— dax raad, @thdxr
July 20, 2026, 1:12 PM
this is probably my favorite song from night tapes.
July 11, 2026, 11:58 PM
"I think having your own room should be a human right. I didn’t have my own room until I was 16 & once I had one, I became more productive creatively. not only could I just be with myself, but I could project my inner world to my outer world in an immediate way. to play/practice music in your room – what a dream.
I come from a lineage of hermits. alone is how I charge my batteries & organize my inner self. but I have a tendency to hide. I guess I developed a desire to be the best self around everyone and if I couldn’t feel up to it, I would just hide.
Sarte has said:: “hell is other people” & I truly felt that. tides of shyness would explode over me and I just felt so painfully other. as if surrounded by invisible walls I felt that I was just watching all the interactions, pondering if the things I would say would be ok. but mostly I would just think for so long that I would say nothing & show nothing.
it’s a lonely feeling when you can’t show your real self to others. maybe because of the fear that they won’t accept you as you are – maybe you’re actually too loud? too intense? too vivid? but to be genuinely in the moment & not thinking always- even at the risk of being disliked is also the way to be found by the people you really vibe with.
life pushed me to change when I moved to London from Tallinn. I found a new version of myself that speaks a different language and is less afraid of humans & the World because I was forced to interact. can’t say that the transition was easy though. I feel it’s very true that it is in the darkest of night that the seeds of a new life & a new self are planted. I just couldn’t keep on isolating myself – things were not going the way that I had planned & I was forced to put myself into uncomfortable situations. I was far away from home, from family & the friends I had known & on the brink of a life that was new & foreign to me. It got too lonely even for a loner. it was for the best. I can actually talk to people now. & even even express it when I don’t agree with stuff.
so if anyone shy here is pondering, if to go on an adventure. I really recommend it."
— Iiris Vesik, lead singer of 'Night Tapes'