with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
its good short few pages
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.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
in a post. I want to be remembered
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
hiding from the rain
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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.
Better Lift