is everyoneback on tumblr now

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.

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.

Picture

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Thank you, Jack

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It Will Get Lighter

yes

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Can I see

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Lift Analysis

part of an old note. It will get lighter.