After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Can I see

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

have you read

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.

isaac

wait what is that

bro i read nothing in my life

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

I am below everything.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

sorry i am texting like a slav

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

its good

its good short few pages