in a post. I want to be remembered

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Rain, starting

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

IWGD

Picture

13, H, grate

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

abrar?