something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
it is hopeful
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.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.
much more tactility
all that is to say
"Put a blanket."
plato
i dont understand magnetisation
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
yeah
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
But seriously, thank you, Jack
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
that looks like my instagram account
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
lol
division of reality is straying away from it
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03