no longer writing in the third person

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting


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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

"Put a blanket."

Style

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

It Will Get Lighter

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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

it is hopeful

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24