this will be about a slug

I am below everything.


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.

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


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

no longer writing in the third person

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Rain, starting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever


I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i really havent

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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

send link

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

2 (actually index). two is company

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