in a post. I want to be remembered


Rain, starting

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

hiding from the rain

no longer writing in the third person

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

currently

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

13, H, grate

all that is to say

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.

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.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

as in

Thank you, Jack

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46