Today I felt like starting
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
no longer writing in the third person
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.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
I am below everything.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
currently