all that is to say

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

It Will Get Lighter

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

propensity within someone

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

in a post. I want to be remembered

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

send link

hello reader,

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Picture

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

have you read

that looks like my instagram account

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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.