Thank you, Jack

much more tactility

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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 23:18:46

Today I felt like starting

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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.

its good short few pages

13, H, grate

barren land

in a post. I want to be remembered

like magnets

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

which magnetises chains of pins

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

sorry i am texting like a slav

no i haven't really read anything

your feed looks like my tumblr

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

that looks like my instagram account

god being the centre magnet