I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.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.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
so the method has to be autonomous
Better Lift
so at the end
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
no like which do people call me
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
much more tactility
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
your feed looks like my tumblr
no longer writing in the third person
i love it here
magnetises a pin
Thank you, Jack