Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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


It Will Get Lighter


Better Lift

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

in a post. I want to be remembered

13, H, grate

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.

Picture

sorry i am texting like a slav

all that is to say

so at the end

fw

you cannot feed someone truth

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i have read not even 1 book

yeah

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

IWGD

your feed looks like my tumblr

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.