Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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I am below everything.
idk
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.
was it worth it
its performative
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.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
abrar?
i dont understand magnetisation
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
hello reader,
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
was it worth it
we can only engage in such a way
and the fake qualifier