the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
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hello reader,
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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.
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Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
send link
the site i am dreaming
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
in a post. I want to be remembered
"Put a blanket."
i really havent
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
bro i read nothing in my life
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.