There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
hello reader,
not so on: yvf(wthw)
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
its good
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currently
i love it here
have you read
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
what do you mean
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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