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.
no longer writing in the third person
IWGD
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider
this the founding document of iw.gl
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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
