Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Better Lift

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Style

IWGD

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.

no longer writing in the third person

not so on: yvf(wthw)

the site i am dreaming

bro i read nothing in my life

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

wait what is that

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

December 2025

1

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.

was it worth it

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

I am below everything.