"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

"Put a blanket."

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.

really i want the internet

13, H, grate

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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

hiding from the rain

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

lol

not their contents

you have a beautiful account btw