After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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 21:54:03
god being the centre magnet
i love it here
in a post. I want to be remembered
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
whats your name?
is this you as well
sorry i am texting like a slav