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.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

really i want the internet

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brb i will read and reply sincerely

but really the thing should be autonomous

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

but i respect your search

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

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

It Will Get Lighter

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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