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.

this will be about a slug
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

the site i am dreaming

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

bro i read nothing in my life

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

Thank you, Jack

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

in a post. I want to be remembered

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

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

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

But seriously, thank you, Jack

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

so the method has to be autonomous

Rain, starting

idk

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate