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

feel you

Rain, starting

I am below everything.

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Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

It Will Get Lighter

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Better Lift

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

currently

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.