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


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Lift Analysis

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

IWGD

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Can I see

it is hopeful

and the fake qualifier

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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December 2025

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then