thank you

barren land

or never left

ion

Slug

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
what do you think my name is

After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time


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isaac newton

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

It Will Get Lighter

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying


a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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