Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Better Lift

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

I am below everything.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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.

Can I see

Lift Analysis

currently

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thank you, Jack

Today I felt like starting

was it worth it

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

hiding from the rain

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site