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.

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

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

that looks like my instagram account

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

it is hopeful

Better Lift

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

It's

dusk

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

13, H, grate

i see a website

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Today I felt like starting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life