Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

in a post. I want to be remembered

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

was it worth it

i really havent

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.

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.

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

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