But seriously, thank you, Jack

send your tumblr

currently

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 am below everything. 

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She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

It Will Get Lighter

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

we can only engage in such a way

propensity within someone

Worse Lift

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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part of an old note. It will get lighter.

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

December 2025

I Write Goodbye Letter