Today I felt like starting
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
currently
in a post. I want to be remembered
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41