Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

brb i will read and reply sincerely

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.


i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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.

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

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book