no like which do people call me


currently

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.


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 in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Lift Analysis

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

It Will Get Lighter

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?


Thank you, Jack

what do you mean

ion

its good short few pages

Can I see