brb i will read and reply sincerely
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i see a website
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.