Today I felt like starting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Better Lift


IWGD

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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isaac newton

It Will Get Lighter

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 behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

It Will Get Lighter

bro i read nothing in my life

Rain, starting

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

Slug

"Put a blanket."

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

2 (actually index). two is company