13, H, grate

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

It Will Get Lighter


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.

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

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

in a post. I want to be remembered

hiding from the rain

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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.

so at the end

as in

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

like first name

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

It Will Get Lighter

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

and the fake qualifier

i really havent

IWGD

Picture

Rain, starting