Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
it is hopeful
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
in a post. I want to be remembered
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos