magnetises a pin

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

i really havent

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.

feel you

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

so the method has to be autonomous

no i haven't really read anything

so at the end

the site i am dreaming

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

this will be about a slug
and the fake qualifier

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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