i was tempted to lie about my name
in a post. I want to be remembered
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
no longer writing in the third person
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
it is hopeful
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.