idk

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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I am below everything.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

hiding from the rain

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.

Picture

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

currently

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 is hopeful

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos