the site i am dreaming
I am below everything.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
currently
i see a website
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.
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it is hopeful
kind of mythopoesis