"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

currently

13, H, grate

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

no like which do people call me

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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