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kaleidoscopic self
Greetings 
i am 5AMBoyfriend's webmaster! when referring to me in conversation, please make a soft sighing sound like when ur really comfy and about to fall asleep. also acceptable: a sound clip of a beetle scratching around in dirt (perhaps visually rendered as "*scrifch scrtch*"), "that guy," and the number Five (5) as a proper noun.
About Me 
my favourite time of day is just before the sun rises! with my little eye, i spy such beautiful blue-greys as the sky begins to brighten ^_^ it's a good time to lay down on the ground and recognize the Earth as an eternal companion.
Things I Like: toytronica; invertebrates; rhythm games; poetry about love, or dying, or both; surrealism; linguistics; questions.
Recent Thought: nonsense lyrics are the best kind ... ( ˊᵕˋ )♡.° i want to write more music soon !!!
Best Skills: i cry easily at beautiful things; my footsteps are very light; when i draw a star, it's cute and puffy like this: 
  
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Recommended The Egg
House of Leaves
Aristotle & Dante
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Reading 
this neocities page is a love letter to css. it's just so fun! sometimes i even dream about it! i'm amazed that with just a few hashes and brackets i can create something visually interesting. 
the hiccups along the way only make it even more engaging. is it odd to be simulataneously frustrated and pleased?
what will you find here... hmm well, 5AMBF is mostly just a bunch of differently themed journals! 
my biggest problem with keeping a diary (especially a physical one) was that it never looked as cool as i wanted it to (lol). so now i can have like six different diaries that are all really fun for me to look at!
in the past, i've assumed it was a waste for me to create a homepage. i don't have anything to say, much less share with anyone! but now i've realised i don't really mind just rambling about nothing. no one is looking anyway. the web is sooooo super duper big, so this little piece will thankfully remain ever-overlooked.
Dear Myself (sort of, not really): i don't know you, but i hope you can find some joy in what your "past self" has been thinking about. this is a showcase of what we can do at this time. how much further ahead have you sprinted? skipped? crawled?
what's it like there? brighter? more colourful? full of love? do you remember me? don't worry too much if you've forgotten.
i can't make any promises about the future or even the past, but i assure you! right now! at this moment! my face is like this! :+) how about yours?