They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

yes

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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

IWGD

it is hopeful

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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Style

"Put a blanket."

Picture

i really havent

wait what is that

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.

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