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i see a website

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Picture

no longer writing in the third person

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

yes

it is hopeful

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.