Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

13, H, grate

I am below everything.

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

1

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08