IWGD

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

hiding from the rain

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Better Lift

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Thank you, Jack

Rain, starting