no like which do people call me

Picture

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.

Rain, starting

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

i love it here

the site i am dreaming

have you read

its good

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

i dont understand magnetisation

really i want the internet

its good

thank you

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

magnetises a pin

no i haven't really read anything

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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.

ion

...

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

we need to be deconstructing our identities

I Write Goodbye Letter